Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1861-08-10

UnoA, N. Y. May l2 1889.
Brother and Sister SfgbbiEs.


We've got live baby at our house,
httle girl baby--that's so.-How wish
this might find you in the same situation.
You know always wished you we'll But
our baby is none Of your common babies.
She laughs (and cr0s) SO pretty you can
have no idea how she is 1t is decided by
the best oil judges (her mother and me)
that she is the hondsomest child that ever
lived; everybody sayswhat pretty en''u
how much she looks like her father" chi
dren will resemble their parents you know.
/ woulden't take twenty dollars for it no,
SIR no temptation. Perhaps you think I'm
q fool. Who cares-guess you'd be fool
If you had baby. l wish your domestic
affairs would come to a crisis (cry sis.
You must excuse all mistakes, for | am So
delighted transported that expect there is
q right smart chance that may go
crazy.
Why you can't think how l acted the
day the little stranger came along. Mrs.
Boardman and | were the attending physi-
clans, and what she didn't know | didn't
either. Felt little considerable scared
looked for my hat, two, three several times /;
and wondered how far it was to Texas.
But after the excitement was over, wasn't
] tickled some. If it hadn't been for that
white hat of mine couldn't have told which
end my head was OH. went up stairs q
dozen times or less after my hat-weut and
looked at the baby and forgot II ercry time
Sold man some goods ON tick" and
charged him TO "One baby, sixpence per
pound.
But I'm calmer now think l shall cn.
tirely recover. Begin to think that baby
amt such a cunning affair after all. It's
quite might institution 1t takes one'hali
the bed, aud right in the middle, aud have
TO sleep all round on The edges. Can't roll
over and kick as | used tonight wake up
the baby And if Just happened to roll
on the little thing in the night, then there's
fuss, for my wife would make great ado
if / should kill that baby. She sleeps with
one eye open.
! I'll tell you about how l get along at
nights. The other night l went to bed as
usual got into q snooze, when my wife call.
ed, John ! john, there's mouse in my
handbook, and it will ruin my bonnet"
Well, l rolls off the bed rail and make way
for the band-box. Mouse takes the hint
and leaves, and / balance myself on the bed
rail again, go to sleep and dream Of the cid
song, BLESS me, that is pleasant riding Oh
rail" But soon am awakenened 10y my
(watcbful creaturel calling, John guess
that mouse is in the lower bureau drawer,
where all the babyS things are"
So up got once more, and made a
a plunge for the bureau, and monse leaves
as usual, while like the Quaker, wish for
some profane person to d-n that mouse.
Well, get on the rail once more, and dream
of sending an order to Chicago for mouse
traps. We'll, dream away while, till
am once more awakened by the old fam-
lar call, John John the baby wants
tending to-" Well, sit up and hold the
light while She. Well, no matter,
you know what | mean.
But must keep still aud stand it all for
the dear little baby--mothers precious lit
tie lamb.
Good bye; yours as much as possible.
DIGHrON.
P. S.-Our baby's nameis Fanny Louisa.
n. B.-Don't forget the baby'S name.