The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1866-05-26
The First Baby.

BY the Rev. Mt, J. W. @. to G. 6. g.,
only daughter, etc. mo cards.e
We didn't say no babyl [ have one of
those interesting animals at my house. 1t
came when it rained like the devil dark as
pitch, and my umbrella at the store no cars
running. The doctor lived five miles due
west and the nurse six miles due east; and
when Igot home to the bosom of my family
the condensed milk man was at the next door.
It's funny little chap, that baby. Solterino
color, and the length of a Bologna sausage.
Cross guess not. I'm, um it commenc-
ed chasing me down the pathway oflife just
when muslin, linen and white flannel were
the highest they have been since Adam built
hen house for Mrs Ewes chickens. The
doctors charge two doifars a squint and four
dollars q grant, and on account of the scar
city of rain in the country, take what Is left
in mans pocket, no discount for cash, and
send bill for balance Jan. 1st A queer lit
tie thing is that baby; a speck of a nose
IKE a wart; head as bald as a squash, and no
place to hitch a waterfall mouth just suit
ed to come the gums game and chew milk
Oh dear, you should hear her siug. / have
bamped il, stuffed my fur cap down its throat,
given it the smoothing irons to play with /;
but that little red lump, that looks as if it
couldn't hold blood enough to keep mus.
quito from fainting, persists in yelling like
thunder. 1t shows great desire to swallow
its fists, and the other day they dropped down
its throat, and all that prevented their going
through was the crook in its elbows. 1t
stopped its music and was happy for one
and half minutes.
1t is pleasant thing to have baby in the
house -one of your stomach ache kind Just
think of the pleasures of father, In night
clothes, tremblingin in the midnight hour, with
his warm feet upon square yard of cold
oil-cloth, dropping paragoric ia a teaspoon,
by moonlight, the nurse humping on the
door, the wife of your bosom shouting
"harry,' and the baby yelling till the frescoe
drops from the ceiling. Its nice time 10 think
of dress coats, pants, ties and white kids
Shades of departed cocktails, what comfort |
what picture for an article in plasterparis /!
It's mother says the darling is troubled with
wind on the stomach; it beats all the wind
instruments you ever heard of. have to
get Rp in the cold and shiver while the milk
warns, as it uses the bottle. | hayea cradle
with the representation of a miraculous
soothing syrup bottle on the dash board.
tried to stop its breath the other night it
was NO go; rocked it so hard missed stays,
and sent 1t slap clear across the room, up
setting jar of preserves. 1t didn't make
any noise, then Oh, mol It's mother says,
only wait till it gets bleached-it's been vac
cinnated-and old enough to crawl about and
feed on pins. Yes, l am going to wait
Won't it be delightful? John, run for the
doctor, it's fell in the slop pail and is chok-
ing with a potato skin sis has swallowed a
tack hammer; shows signs of the mumps,
whooping cough, small pox, dyseutarY, or
some other darn thing to let the doctor take
the money laid by for my winters corn beef;
and all this comes of my shampooing and
curling my hair, wearing nice clothes and
looking handsome going courting and max
ing my wife fall in love and marry me-
maryland Union