The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1870-04-07

or 10 ilShten neart even LOT no
ment.
But what Of them or their stiffness
They were babies oncc---so were we all
We talked with the little darling, and it
kept laughing in glee. And we talked
with its mother.
"Is this your little one, madam? ?"
"Yes, sir"
"IIow old is it9'
"Ten months"
"a beautiful child9"
1--WE think 50 at home"
"And' so bright--sweet, clean, and
good natured ?"
you think just as we do"
| always so good.natured p
Eyes, sir"
"You and its papa ought to be very
happy"
"Oh, we are, sir"
"Does he ever get drunk and abuse
you?"
MY husband abuse me9 No, sir. He
never was drunk, that l know-he new.
er even spoke cross word 10 me-not
one that was ugly"
"Nor you to him :"
mo, sir--I love him too we'll"
You must bevery happy then. And
with such nice baby"
1--WE are, sir-we always were"
"What does he do nights and days ?"
"He is foreman in piano shop
he works there days, and nights he
reads to me-plaYs with the baby
plays backgammon with me. and rests"
"Well-God love you. You and
him, and baby. Tell him another
workingman said so-Good night"
"Sixtcenth street,
So said the car conductor, with nod
to us, and we, too, were home, or near
| there.
And all The evening We have been
playing with that little baby. We see
it now all over the paper before us
in the mirrors---on the WALTON the
ice pitcher close beside us--on the
mantle everywhere.
Perhaps it was not digniled to play
with bundle of innocence on the cars !!
Well, who cares? Baby and we liked
it--.and its mother was not displcascd
land many al eye looked jnst as we
felt.
"IIow could VIC talk to its mother
and not know her--without an intro
duction Z"
1--WE knew her! Her face told us
who she was--a good wife and moth
er. Her baby introduced us--a high
er power. that of Innocence, introduced
us, We meant no wrong, no imper-
tincncc And think you a woman does
not know when n man means we'll
when he is gentleman She read us
Alright. Would to God all people
would do SO. Then We could d0 more
good, E.r
But all in good time. And so we
asked honestl y--she answered us. And
baby. seemed as interested as either of
US. And followed US with its bright
eyes as we left it in its mothers lap
she to 90 her way, VIC to go ours. And
most likely never to meet again. The
little baby will never know us--but
we'll never forget our visit with it
| And so to night we thought we would
write of the baby. God love the little
innocent--all the little ones who have
good mothers and good fathers. And
all who have not good parents. to love
them and to care for them. And all
the little foundlings and orphans who
are without love, and who must walk
for years under trees that have neither
flowers nor fruit.
we have been thinking Of the dear
little babies all over the land, and Of
the little ones who are sick, and dying
os we write this-of the little pets who
have gone before us to their rest, es
Gaping the heat of the day, the torture
Of heart, the weary struggle and net
work of temptations ABOUT us who are
growing old!
We wish all the little babies we're 90
clean, as happy, as well cared-for as
this. We wish all Of them bad good
mothers and fathers, Who never spoke
cross words 70 deadsn hearts and love
for each other, or to. make the little
one wonder, - IL grows up, why peo-
pie who love each other 90 often talk
C. oss, quarrel, scold, and set for the
little watcher bad examples. Little
pitchers have big ears; young eyes see
and young memories arc the besti