Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1866-11-03
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ieCie giri rs lever saw, Dfess ncr sweet
blue eyes. ~
"But isn't there nurse or some such
person here who could take charge of
her2" ,si .Ts fsa.f ~ -. .s.45sSSes,
"There wasa nurse brought her on, ,sir
"a queer, foreign looking thing, with %
yellow skin and hair as black as night.
and big gold hoops In her ears; but She
talked something about the next steam
er-l couldn't rightly understand her lin
go, sir--~and went right back to New
York on the two o'clock train.v sar.sro
Joseph Verley stood aghast, staring at
the rosy baby as it lay growing in the
woman's arms and wondering which OF
his lucky stars he shonld call on to aid
him in this unlocked for emergency. "A
fiIlLgrown young lady niece would have
been bad enough-bat baby ~ 9ffi 70
$50 W5s is my niece" he muttered.-
and what the deuce am l going to do
with her 2'' .F-s-;, 10 = = set
He turned suddenly to the colored wo-
man. ....i.s,,.,... r.
"What time does the next train for
Woofeld leave p -rr
"ln an hour, SIR"
Would you be kind enough to take
care of the child until then? I? / suppose
must take it on home with me, I can't
very well drownit, or throw it under
the car wheels" .' i i4il tsa
'Sir? calculated the astonishcd stew.
ardess. I'D t-.. ,.. -s,;.s->g at--
But Mr.. Verley turned on his heel and
strobe out of the depot, scarcely able at
first, to comprehend the fullness of, the
disaster that had befallen him. ~
The train was at the station when he
returned the woman awaited him with
the sleeping infant in her arms e'i
"Asleep, Ell? commented Mr.. Verley,
swell, that's lucky" ts bsGf--
"Where is the nurse, sir 2" 3...; t,sa
"Nurse! what nurse? ?'' -s,..e
"Why, | supposed you went to get
nurse"
"Never once thought of it =, ejacula-
ted Joseph, madly shifting his forehead.
"Here--give the thing to me, quick! the
train is startingW 9ttt17ts+t
He had barely time to swing on board
as the locomotive gave an unearthly
shrek and began to move, while the ba-
by followed suit in both respects. sr,
lie staggered to seat, holding the UNI
brella and child in one hand, while in the
other his vaIise swung backward and for
ward
"There! there! bless it's heart -. he
coaxed, initiating as near as possible, the
colored womau's formula. sWe won't
cry--no we won't - -. I'll lsaa- ~
But the baby evidently had an opinion
of it's own on the subject, and sooutd cry
i'll spite of the various Establishments
practiced by the bewildered uncle, such
as shaking the umbrella handle, swinging
his watch and trotting both knees, Peo-
pie began to look. round reproachfnlly:
young men shrugged their shoulders and
young ladies smiled. 5' 'a' s9a9.ls''z2.
Hush hush there's darling! whis-
pered Mr.. Verley. What does It want
to settle down into such heap for 2a
body can't tell it's spine from it's legs
There! there it shall look out of the win
dow. If could only remember a nurse
ry rhyme or So Bless my heart ! what
lungs it has You little beast, pctU you
keep still ?" .Ia''..'.- '' -'''isi' Wv
But still the baby 'wept and walled,
and gnashed its gums, for teeth il had
but two. MIR. Nerley began to look
round the carin search of some matron-
ly dame, of whom he could seek coun-
sci, but in vain. There were only three
ladies in the car, and they were young,
with round hats and dimpled cheeks. j,
"Ihey won't know anything about
itr' groaned Mr.. Verley n anguish of
spirit. 80 why didn't have enough
common sense to get a nursei I suppose
there is no danger ofa baby's bursting
it's lungs, but l should think if there was
such a contingency this baby was in
fair way of meeting it.. Well, roar away
my young friend l can stand it as long
as you can p ,.. ..is ,.,.. u "a i,.7g,ss,
Vain boast, and futile as vain, as Mr..
Joseph Verley soon discovered. The
baby not only cried, but it screamed, it
kicked, it doubled itself over in more
ways than a contortionist's widest
dreams could imagine, and became ap.
parentiy frantic with passion. Theper-
spiration broke out in huge beads onJo-
seph's brow, his face flushed, and still the
cars thundered on. 6i.s d l,ss,
"What is, to become of me % he pom
:dered, holding desperately on to tho
struggling infant by the sash that encir-
cled its little waist, and watching its
purple face with species of detestation.
81 don't wonder that Harold died shall
die in week if this sort of thing goes on.
And it seemed SO easy for Barbara Smith
to take care of her little brothers and
sisters IfBarbara were only herer' .sq
Mr.. Verley jerked the. baby upinto a
sitting posture, with sudden idea. 81 I'll
take the back express at four o'clock in
the morning, and go straight there, All,
you may stop crying, you1ittle hypocrite,
but it wont do any good I'm not TO be
caught twice in the same trap 70
Barbara Smith was watering her tube
roses in the bright morning sunshine, as
MIR. Verley drew up to the gate with the
yalise and baby in the carriage ige .ba
.'Dear me Mr.. Nsrley pashe ejacula-
ted, blushing celestial, rosv red.'sa StWhy,
what sweet little babyp' .sesssY
"Yes, very sweeti' responded Joseph
drily, It's my niece-that / was to meet
at Speedville." .,.,ss ~
"Why, thought she was a young Ia
dy." 's94H ~ ss 7. H"' ~
80 did /, but itseems she's not Bar
bara what do YOU suppose brouoht me