Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1868-01-24
TME BABY.

Mr. Ellery COrban was an exceedingly
nervous man. Ee came honestly by 1t, fol
bis mother was nervous before him. Mr
Corban was bachelor of forty five, re-
markedly well preserved, and rather fine
looking. He had q portly figure, q ford
complexion, and head of dark brown
hair, which any man might have been ex.
cused for feeling proud Of Mr.. Corban
was very well off He had never kept
house, perhaps because he knew that
elderly bachelors and widowers were gen.
orally fated to marry their housekeepers !
and Mr.. Corban regarded marriage and the
gallows as about on par. Women and
babies he considered very unnecessary
part of creation. The mystery of their
having been allowed an existence he could
never solve. He could not help regarding
their creation as q grave mistake some
whore. He boarded at Mrs. Gregg's, and
had made his home there for fifteen years.
Mrs. Gregg was as much like q man as she
could be, and still be a woman.
One day last summer 1t became evident
to Mr.. COrban that he must take journey
west. The interest OF his business de.
manded it; SO he put few things into O
valise, said good morning to Mrs. Gregg,
and set out for the depot He was five
minutes late, for his necktie had given him
a great deal of trouble, and he had been
unable to find pair of stockings which
were not destitute of toes. But he had
cOmforted himself with the reflection that
as be had boots on, nobody would be wiser
in regard to the unclad condition of his
toes, and at last he got off. He heard the
whistle and started upon the run. If there
is anything especially calculated to put
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catch the cars; and our hero may be ex.
oused if, when dripping with Precipitation
and completely out of breath, he rushed
into the first car which offered, he was irri.
tated with the world, himself included.
The car was well filed. In fact there
was only one vacant seat, and that was be-
side a woman. Corban turned to seek the
next car, but was met by the conductor of
the door. No room in there, sir All
full. Anniversary meeting at Parkers-
burg There's seat, sirt" indicating the
one beside the woman. Corban was
troubled with q touch of the rheumatism
in his. left knee, and could not stand COM
tortably--nothing else could have forced
him to get so near one of the sex He
stepped up to her and made the stereotyped
inquiry: a4 -g.f.j< -/4lu'I !
This seat engageds"
"No, sir" replied very sweet voice ;
and Corbin saw that the speaker had blue
eyes and golden hair
He took seat and the lady drew the
bundle she had been resting on the cugh-
Ten into her lap. 81 NJ ~
~" Better let me- put your bundle upon
the rack?" suggested hfr. Corban.
The lady opened her eyes in indignant
amazement, whipped off layer of fan
mel from the package, and displayed to
the Mortified gaze of our bachelor friend
the red, puffy face of moon-eyed baby.
%Muzzar's little 'tweety sugar darlingl"
she exclaimed, in the dialect which is
perfectly ineligible TO all babylon.
"Muzzar won't let the naughty man
put the title iammie, lumpy baby up on
the rack X" @-.r@~ ~ - r.
The baby struck out menscingly with
It's tat fists III the direction of Mr.. Corban,
and gave utterance to yell of triumph.
Mr. Corban broke into cold Precipitation.
He had never been 30 near baby before
IN all his life. 1t was almost too much for
him. He had u strong mind TO stand the
remainder of the way, or until somebody
vacated seat but bis l1nee gave an extra
twinge, and decided him to try and endure
the terrible state Of things. He took a
paper lTOm HIS pOCHSI anu eSSaye0 10
read; but the baby had launched out in
one of those baby refrains, which is like
music In the cara of all mothers, and the
cooling go confused our bachelor hero that
he could take no sense of his paper, so he
pocketed it with the savage determination
topetition the next Congress for women
with babies to be kept in car by them
selves.
AT the first stopping-place he was on the
lookout for seat, and to his Joy discov-
cred the gentleman In the next seat max
ing preparations to leave but before he
was fairly out of his seat, an old lady in q
green shawl and poke bonnet had edged
into IT, and cut eff Mr.. Corbsn,s hopes. OF
course, she turned around and began at
once TO talk to the baby.
Dear little chickenl How old il II
marmf" s
Almost eight months" said the proud
mother.
"Well l declared what large child OF
his age! Why. there was my Enoch, when
he was year he warnt mite nor grain
bigger than that child But then Enoch
he had the whooping-cough, and the