St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1859-06-23

the child IN his arms, and then watched
them from her window. Her husband
walked as though treading on pins
and needles, lest he should disturb his
precious burden.
When the baby was about fiv,
months old, her father was obliged t,
go to Europe on business. 1t was {
hard trial, parting from his wife ant
daughter, and Mrs. Thurlow reall,
feared the child would be killed b,
the atfcctionate embraces bestoweC
upon her by her father
What a tedious trip that seemed tc
Mr.. Thurlow-how contrary the winds
wonld the vessel never land !? He en-
tertaincd himself during the passag,
with gazing at the likeness of his
wife and baby. which he had insisted
upon having before he started, and
many were the kisses pressed upor
that innocent face as it looked fortl
npon him from the picture. When he
at last arrived in Europe, his patience
was again obliged to undergo trial
those with whom he had business
transactions had never before seemed
so dilatory everything transpired to
cause delay our hero quite forgot
that his impatient longing to return
home magnified every moment into an
hour. At length, however, when three
months had slowly passed, he found
himself on his way to his native land.
The journey was accomplished, and he
stood once more in his own dwelling
After greeting his wife, he hastened
to the cradle-the infant who had Just
awaked, stretched out her little, plump,
dimpled arms this was construed in
to sign Of recognition by the en-
raptured father, and catching up the
child, with an exclamation of delight,
he pressed her to his bosom.
When his trunks were opened, Mrs.
Thurlow laughingly inquired if he had
spent all his leisure time shopping for
Carrie? There were little dresses of
every description, richly embroidered :;
and caps which he declared must be
becoming to her little chcrub face ::
and shoes of various sizes ("for her
to grow in,") beaded and braided
And there were toys, too, innumera-
bic. There was a little oakcn chair,
curiously carved, with table at
tachcd for the childs playthings and
Mr.. Thurlow declared that little Carrie
would look so cunning sitting in the
chair, that he insisted upon her being
placed in il at once. When the baby
found herself fastened in, she clapped
her fat, little hands and crowed in de-
light, and she seemed to regard the
little table which imprisoned her with
supreme satisfaction and her father
looked on largely sharing her happi-
ness. At length she leaned forward
to reach a toy, when the chair upset
and she was thrown upon the floor.
The mother seized her baby and en-
deavorcd to pacity her, while the IA
ther caught up the chair, and uttering
vengeance against the man who had
dared to sell it to him, tossed it out of
the window.
Mr.. Thurlow considered that nothing
of his was too good for his baby t.
play with. His nephews and nieces
looked in surprise when they came to
the house and found baby playing 50
coolly with her fathers possessions.
:" That belongs to uncle Timothy" had
been sufficient, ever since they could
remember, to cause them to drop any
treasure, no matter how coveted, of
which they had succeeded in possess
ing themselves. Indeed, they had al
ways looked upon everything of his
with perfect awe, and they would as
soon have thought of cutting off their
finger as of displacing an article be-
longing to "uncle Timothy Now
razor-case, books, pin-eushion, every
thing was willingly sacrificed 10 the
little queen of the household. Even
Mr.. Thurlow's head was ever at her
service, and it caused him infinite de-
light, as he rested it in her lap, to feel
her little, chubby fingers moving in
his hair, which was every now and
then unmercifully pulled. Mrs. Thur
low went so far as to declare that he
cultivated his whiskers for the bahy's
especial amusement.
One evening, Mr.. Thurlow returned
home and found Carrie sleeping very
soundly. 1t was disappointment to
him not to be able to take her, but as
several hours passed, and still she did
not awake, he became decidedly un-
easy, and turning to his wife he i'll
quired how long she had been sleep
ing!
Only since just before you came
in. She was very i'retful all day with
her teeth, and slept none at all, and
now | am glad to see her rest"
1t seems rather unnatural that
she should sleep So very soundly now
she cannot be we'll wonder if il
wouldn't be good plan to call in the
doctor"
"Oh, no. replied the wife, "she
ought to sleep, it is the best thing fol
her."
Mr.. Thurlow was not satisfied, and
after waiting half an hour to see those
bright eyes opened, he started off for a
physician. The doctor pronounced her
sleep to be nothing unnatural, said
that she had little fever caused by
cutting her teeth, and leaving some
simple medicine, he departed. The
excited father feared that the physi
clan was not skillful, and didn't under
stand the child's case and when he
saw his wife preparing to retire, he
gazed upon her in surprise, as he
asked reproachfully,
"You are not going to sleep tonight
are your"
Yes, certainly" was the reply
"why not?"
Don't you think some one ought
to sit up with Carrie, my deary
cannot sleep knowing that she has
no one to watch her"
" If that is the case, observed Mrs
Thhrlow, shyly, preparing herself fo
a nights rest, al can sleep in perfec
safety, for there is no one to WHOM