The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1864-02-11

aalGtrllansous.
nu. BLIrK,Ns EIssr BABY.
nYp. p. surbLApfs.

; The baby was the bal nee whc'
that regulated everything. II
regulated the servants, he rcgul'
ted me.
For the first six months Of tba
precious existence, mo had me ~
on an average Of six timce Il night
"NIr. Blifkins," says my wife
"bring that light here, do; ii
baby looks strangely, I'm alrai'
Iit will have a iit," . IFfaaE
Of course the lamp was brought
and Of course the baby lay suckin!
his fist, like a little white bear IL
hc was.
"Mr. Blirkips,' says my wife
~ think | feel a draft ofair; J wisl
you would get up and sec it th'
window 10 not open little, be
cause the baby might got sick
Nothing was the matter will
the window, as ! knew very well.
"Mr. Blilkius, ," said my wife, rs
| was going to sleep again, "that
lamp, as you hNveplaced it, shines
directly in haby's eyes strange
yuu have no more consideration
| arranged the light aud went tt
bed again, just rs ] was dropping
to slocp again.
"Mr. Blirkins," said my wife,
''did you think to buy that aroma
to-day for baby!'
"My dear" said |, "wi'l ycn do
me the injustice to believe that |
could overlook q matterso essential
10 the comfort Of that inestimablc
,hildp
She apologized very handsomely
but made her anxiety tho scopc.
goat. | forgave her, and without
saying a word moro to her, al
dressed myself to sleep.
"Mr, Blifkins," said my wife
shaking me, "you must not snore
so--you will wake the baby" ig
"Just so Just So" said I, hol
asleep, thinking ! was solo'
Shinglo, .Oa
"Mr. Dlirkins," said my wife
"Mill you get mp and hand me tha
warm Cruel from tue nurse lam
for the babYl-thc dear child, it !
wasn't for its mother | don't knoN
what he would do. How can 20,
slccp so, Mr.. Blifkihs" Q sfI
81 suspect my de ar said
"that it was because ! am tired
"Oh, It is very wen toryoumcl
to tall, of being tltcl," said m,
wife," ~ don't know what yo,
would say ifyou had to toll an'
drudge like u poor woman with
baby
tried to sootho her by tclliny
her shc had no patience at all, an,
got IA for the possct. llOvini
aided in answering TO the baby
requirements, ! stepped into be,
again with the hope of sleeping.
"Mr, Blitkins,N said she, in t
louder key, | said nothing.
"Oh, dear" said that cstimabl,
woman, in great apparentangIlsh
."how can a man, who has arriyot
ut the honor OF u live baby Of hi'
own, Sleep, when he don't know
that the poor creature will live I'll
morningl'
remained silcpt, and, after 4
while, doomiug that Mrs. Bli'kins
had gone to sleep, | stretched my
limbs for repose. How long
slept, ldcn'tknow Int Twas ava
kencd by a furious iab in the fore,
head from somc sharp instrument
| started up andMrs, .Bitkms wO'
sitting up in bed adjusting som'
portion of the baby's dress. ST.,
had, in u state of semi.somnollncc
mistaken my head for the pillow
which she customarily used for {
nocturnal pin cushion. protest
oil against such treatment in some,
what round ms-pointing tc
several portorationS in my fore
head. She told me ! should vii,
lingly bear such Ills for the sake
of the baby, | insisted upon il
that / didn't think my duty as a
parent to tho immortal groquired
tho surrender Of my forehead rs
a pin-cushion.
This was one ofthc many nights
passed in this way. Tho thing is,
that baby was what every mans
first baby is an autoerat a6so'
Into and unlimited