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

mother.
{. You ieok tired, DEAR" went on the old
lady; "tbe baby must be dreadful heavy.
Why dent yeu let its pa take himf" with
e reproashful glance at the savage coun-
tenance Of Mr.. Oorban.e
"Tm not his pa" grumbled Dir. Oorbap,
pulling his hat little farther down over
his eyes. q p AA j-1tt 80 - = q
"Ohl You ain't. Well, row, that's
curis p said the old lady. II should have
thought you war for sartin. The baby is
the image Of you-jest the came kind OF
nose; and it's eyes has got the same ex-
preston" @le7'io T3Yt-
Expression, indeedi Mr.. Corban was
boiling Overt He always peculiarly prided
himself on his expression; and here was
this old ogre comparing him to that dump
ling faced, huckleberry- baby!
u WalLp said the old lady, slowly, as
though She had reached the conclusion az
ter some thought, az ,spose' as it's likely
this is postmorten child, which means
one as is born after the death of its father,
and you married Its mother rather soon
after her husband departed this vale of
tears. Wall, that's got to be dreadful COM
mon But my Elijah has been dead nigh
onto nineteen months, and amt begun to
think of second partner; though squire
Hudson. he has been left SO helpless and
unfortunit with them six children Of his,
that l don't know. T hope the Lord
will show me my duty, and give me
strength to take the squire for better or
for worse, If it's right and best I don't
never want to shrink no duty marin.
When did your first husband die, marin
Parkersburgp screamed the conduct
or, "Stop five minutes for refreshments
Change cars for Wallingford, Amsterdam
and Myrtle Ridge @
The woman with-the baby rose quickly.
A thrill of Joy went through Mr.. Corban.
He thought she was ct her journeys end.
He. too, rose with alacrity.
"tCan I assist you in any way, madam 2"
he asked 9arICn.3 h1G H9n9T1
aThank you. I will just trouble you to
hold baby while I go and get cup of cof-
fee.f breakfasted early, and need some
thing warm. Be careful and hold his head
high, he Is subject to the Group" And.
before Corban could utter one word of re.
fusal, she had put the baby In his arms,
and Yves running off with the crowd.
Our hero felt himself growing hot and
cold alternately. He had served two years
with credit In the war, and been in ascore
Of battles, but, through it all, he had never
experienced such sinking atthe stomach
as came over him now. Most Of the pas
sengers left the cars and Corban would
have done likewise, but he feared be might
lose sight of the babes mother, end the
train would start without him. So In an
agony of terror lest something dreadful
should happen, he stood there in the aisle,
holding the baby at arms length, and fix
ing his frantic gaze on the door through
which his deliverer would come.
l. "All aboard cried the stentorian voice
of o new conductor the people rushed
In. But the passengers were, most of them,
new ones, for there was q junction at
Parkersburg; and, worst Of all, the baby's
mother was not among them. -fefs
The bell rang the cars were moving
the door was shut with bang, and the
train was off. Corban waxed desperate.
Halo, therei" he called to the conduc.
tor. "Stopl this train can't go on; there's
woman left behindI She went to get "a
cup Of coffee. Stop! I tell you, this in
slant, sir" e.. l..
whats up ?" asked the conductor.
"She's left the baby" e...t3~ si
"Your wite2 Uhl never mind. Such
things occur frequently. She'll come next
train" --tltf7.q q.{t NJ
az. tell you to stopi shall 90 crazyl
And -. Oh, lord what shall I do with
the babyp Say. I'll give you five dollars
ten dollars--twenty-yes, fifty dollars,
ersburg!''
81 should have no objection to the
money, but l couldn't oblige you If you
were one Of the hothsohilds !"
And the conductor passed on his way.
"Bless your soul, siri' said the old lady
in the next seat, giving Oorban nudge
with her parasol, "you'll sufocate that
babyl don't you see you're holding Its feet
where its head ought to be- He's wrong
side up!'
Corban hastily rescued the youpgster,
which uttered shrill yell of his treat
ment. 81
.sYou'd orter be ashamed of yourselfi'
went On the old lady. indignantly, "to toss
that blessed child around In such en- on
human way. A man never orter have no
children that don't have no material feel
ings towards 'em. Sir, you was baby
once yourselft'
Just then, q thin, yellow faced woman
slipped into the seat In front of Corban.
She was middle. sged, but her dress had
the gushingness of sixteen. "Lovely
child" she exclaimed insinuatingly.
The baby began to squizzle up his face,
and flourish its fists.
Dear me how forward it is How old
is it, sirf" inquired the spinster, for such
she was. &c 8 -
II don't know7l" growled Corban.~
Been e widower long, sir ?" inquired
the lady.
,"No. never had q WIFE,"
"Bless me-, Then she's run away and
left youl Dear! dear! How could she
leave such a nice man, and such dear,
darling little baby ~
Whats that" inquired, a middle aged
gentleman near by, who was evidentlya
little deaf. your wife gone and left you,
sirs Just my case exactly. lily poor Jane
departed this life last May. got her the
handsomest gravestone, that money could
buy. There's an angel omit with all her
wings spread, and this Latin description
--Reqwjres her cat IN, Peace. The grave
stone marker said 1t was good epigram,
and consented, as she was fond Of cats"
By this time the baby began crying
Justify, and the whole car sympathized, es-
peoially the females
Its got the cholera morbus ~ said the
old lady Itll die for sartin if something
"DieH You don't think So 2" cried Dir.
Corban.
"Dear mei' said the little thin-faced
woman, .'what an inhuman creature its
mother yyasn% y g ) \ys 50 E@ n ~
"Take it, my good lady, do" cried Cor
ban, imploringly. am give you hun
dred dollars to take it,"
What Is all this row about?" said
eli a .Oncod man with Y,auspovor In, bic