The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1859-01-07
MR., BLIFK1N,s BABv.


That first baby was a groa; institution
As soon rs he came into this breathing
world" as the late w. Shakespeare has
it, he took command ia our house Every
thing was subservient 10 him. The bA-
by was the balance wheel that regulated
everything. He regulated tho tsmpera.
iure, he regulated The food, he regul,,od
tho servants, he regulated me. For the
first six months Of thatprecious existence,
he hid me up on an average six times
night.
"Mr. BlifRins," said my wife. "brinp
that light here. do; the baby looks strange
z ny; I'm afraid IL will have fl OF
course the lamp was brought, and Of
course the baby lay sucking his fists like
a little white bear as he WAS "Mr. Blif.
kips, says my wife. al think l feel
draught Of air. wish you would get up
and see II the window ispot open little,
because the baby might get sick."-
Nothing was the matter with the window,
as | knew very well. "Mr. Bhfkius. 4"
says my wife, just as am going TO sleep
again, "that lamp rs you have Il placed,
shines directly in baby's eyes--strango
that you have no more consideration. /
ARRANGED the light and went to bed again,
just rs | was dropping to sleep again,
"Mr Blitkins," said my wife, "did you
think to buy that aroma to-day for the ba.
byR" my dear said 1, "Will you DO
mo the injustice to believe that could
over look a matter so essential to the com
for. Of that ines,imable ehild2" She apol-
ogized very handsomely but she made her
anxiety the scape-goat forgaye her,
aud, without sayinga word more TO her,
| addressed myself 10 sleep, "Mr Blif.
kins," said my wife shaking me, 'you
must not snore so, you viii wake the ba-
by" 'Jest-jest 30" said l, half asleep
thinking l was Solou Shingle. "Mr
Blifkns," said my wife, "will you get uJ
aud hand me that warm Cruel from the
nurse lamp for baby?--the dear child i
il wasn't for its mother, | don't know
what ho would do How can you sleep
so, Mr.. BlifkinSp "Isuspect. my dear. y
said |, "that it was because l am tirsd.
"oh, its very well for you men to talL
about being tired,' said my wife; al don
know what YOU would say il you had tC
toll and drudge like poor woman with !
baby" tried to sootho her by telling
her she had no patience AT all. and got NJ
for the posset. Having aided H. answer
ing to the bAby's requirements, steppe,
into bed again, with the hope Of sleeping
"Mr. Blifkius," said she in a louder key
| said nothing. "Oh, dearY' said tha
estimable woman, in great apparent an
guish, chow can man, who has arrives
at the honor of live baby Of bis own
, sleep, when he don't know that the dea
/ creature will live ill morning?" / re
mained silent, and, after while, 1 stretch
a ed my limbs for repose. How long l sleI
!. | don't know, but was awakened by
A furious jAb in the forehead by some shNT
- instrument. ! started up, aud Mts. Bli
i kins was sitting up in bed, ndjustir
u some portion Of the baby's dress. 81
i had, ia a state of semi-somnolence, mi
h taken my bead for the pillow, which sh
ouslomarily used for nocturnal pin n-cusl
a ion. l protested against such lrealmel
in somewhat round terms, pointing to SO,
eral perforatious in my forehead. Sl
told me | should willingly bear such tr
Hes for tho sake Of the baby. insiste
upon it that djd'nt think 10y duty as
Y parent to the young immortal requires
, The surrender of my forehead for pir
: cushion. This was one Of the man
nights passed in this way. The trut
was, that baby, was what every man
first baby is, an autocrat-absoluie an
r unlimited.
Such was the story Of Blifkins, as he rc
p lated il to us the other day. III is alittl
{ exaggerated picture Of every mans expC
rience.