Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1867-08-22
From Demorest's Monthly.
THE BABY'S JOURNAL.
BY ETHEL LYNN,

DI LIIEA hINN'
Pm here. And if this is what they call
the world, [ don't think much of it. It's
a very hannelly world, and smells Of pare
goric awfully. It's dreadful light world
too, and makes me blink, I tell you. And
I don't know what to do with my hands;
I think I'll dig my fists into my eyes. No,
[ won't, I'll scrabble at the corner of my
blanket and chew it up, and then I'll holler;
whatever happens, I'll boiler. And the
more paregoric they give me the louder
I'll yell. That old nurse puts the spoon
in the corner Of my mouth III very unea-
sy way, and keeps tasting my milk herself
all the while She spilled snuff in it last
night: and when [ hollercd, she trotted
me. That comes of being two days old
baby. Never mind, when Pm man, I'll
pay her back good. There's pin stick
ing in me now, and if say word about
it, I'll be trotted or fed, and would rath-
err have catnip tea. I'll tell you who I am.
I found out to-day. I heard folks say
'Hush, don't wake up Emeline's baby"
That's me. I'm ''Emeline's baby" and [
suppose that pretty, white-faced woman
over on the pillow is Emeline.
No, was mistaken for chap was in
mere Just now, and wanted to see BoJ's ba-
by) and looked at ME, and said [ ''was a
funny little toad, and looked just like Bob. "
He smelt Of cigars, and I'm not used to
| them. [ wonder who else I belong to-
Yes, there's another one-that &c ANNA, -
Emeline told me, and then she took me up
and held me against her soft cheek and
said, ''It was Ganma's baby, SO it was. -
I declare [ don't know who [ do belong
to; but I'll holler, and may be I'll find
out.
There comes Snufy with catnip tea
The idea of giving babies catnip tea when
they are crying for information I'm 60
ing to sleep. | wonder if [ don't look
pretty red in the face? I feel SO. I won
der why my hands won't 60 where want
them to? | wonder what Snufy has in
that big black bottle, and why she don't
give Ganma's baby some.
Here's Bob; he's one of the people I be-
long to, you know. He kisses me and
scratches me with his mouth don't wear
a mcustache myself. [ like Gamma; she
treats me like gentleman, and parts my
hair on the side; Snufy parts it in the
middle.
I'm year old, and I've got name
I'm 10; and uncle 10 gave me silver
cup this morning, but they WON'T let me
have it to bang on the table. Grandma
would give it to me in minute, and ]
think some day, when [ catch her alone,
I'll get it yet Cousin Lizzie is staying
here. She is aice girl, only she won''
let me pull her hair; I think she might
such long, soft, yellow curis. She won't
let uncle 10 touch curl, either. He just
lifted one up the other day, and she drew
it away and bent over her head and kissed
me ever so much, and uncle 10 walked
away.
l guess he was only trying to see if il
was the same color as his moustache.
Oh I've got the prettiest mamma; her
eyes shine so bright, and her little hands
are SO soft; declare / am proud of her.
Snufy don't live here now; Annie takes
care of me, and takes me out, and we &C
to the Park, and gentlemen with great
many buttons on their coats talk to me q
great deal, ask Annie how old am and
where live. They are very polite to me
but l don't think it is quite right of Annie
to keep my cap over my eyes SO much, il
| is rather tedious.
I've bad lots of toothache, and I've rails
ed few teeth; they don't come out as
Grandma's do though. My pretty nam
ma tells ME to show my toofes, and ther
I have to grin for every body. I bit Bob's
finger yesterday, but he didn't seem tx
! mind it..