Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1871-04-01

I I
with a pink face at one end of it, and a
mass Of long trailing embroidery AT the
other.
Joseph Verley recoiled as far as the angle
| of the door would permit him.
Why-it's a baby J.
To be sure it is, SIR said the woman,
and as fine little girl as ever saw bless
her sweet blue eyes,
| But isn't there a nurse or some such
person here, who would take charge of her =
| There was nurse brought her on, sir,
a queer, foreign-looking thing. with yell
low skin and hair rs black as night, and
gold hoops in her ears but che talked and
talked, something about the next steamer
L couldn't understand her lingo, strand
went right back to New York on the two
O'Clock train.'
Joseph Vcrley stood aghast, staring at
the rosy baby as it lay Growing in the wo-
mans arms, and wondering which of his
lucky stars he should call on to aid him in
this unlooked-f0r emergency. A full-grown
young lady niece would have been bad
enough-but bahvl
so this is my niece he muttered. And
what am going 10 do with her?'
lie turned suddenly to the woman.
What time does the next train for Winfield
leavep p
In an hour, sir.'
Would you be kind enough to take care
of the child till then = suppose l must
take it home with me for can't very well
drown it, or throw it under the car wheels ,
'She,' calculated the astonished stew
ardess.
But Mr.. Verley turned on his heels and
strode out OF the depot, scarcely able at
first to comprehend the disaster that had
befallen, him.
The train was at the depot when he re-
turned and the woman awaited him with
the sleeping infant in her arms.
Asleep, ehp' commented Mr.. Verley.
We'll, that's lucky
Where's the nurse, sir p inquired the
woman.
The nursep What nurse p
,b,Why, l suppose you want to get
Never once thought of itp calculated
Joseph rnadly shifting his forehead. Here
give the thing to me quick, the train is
moving.
He had Hardly time to spring on board
rs the locomotive gave an unearthy shrek,
while the baby followed suit vigorously.
He staged to his seat, holding the UNI
brella and the chil~ in enc hand, while in
the other his valise swung backward and
forward.
There! there, bless its little heart p he
exclaimed, initiating the colored woman.
we won't cry-so we WON'T
But the baby evidently had an opinion
of her own ON the subject, and would cry
in spite of various Establishments practiced
by the bewildered uncle-such as shaking
the umbrella handle, swinging his watch,
and trotting both knees.
People began to look around reproach-
fully; young men shrugged their shoulders
aud young ladies giggled.
Hush hush there's darling p whis-
pered Mr.. Verley.
But still the baby wept and walled, and
gnashed its gums, for of teeth it had but
two. Mr.. Verley began to look around in
the car in search of some matronly dame
oil whom he could seek counsel, but in vain.
There, were only three ladies in the car, and
they ,@ere young, with round hats aud
dimple3 cheeks.
They don't know anything about it,
groaned. Mr.. Verley, in anguish of spirit.
oh why didn't l have common sense
enongh 20 60 and get a nurse? l suppose
there is no danger OF n baby bursting its
lungs but L should think il there was such
q contingency, this baby was in fair way
OF meeting it, Well, roar away, my young
friend l can stand it as long as you cam
Vain boast, as futile as vain, as Mr..
Verley very soon discovered. The baoy
not only cried, but it screamed, it kicked,
it doubled itself over in more ways than
contortionist's Widest dreams could ina
gine, and became apparently frantic with
passion. The perspiratiOn broke out in
huge beads on Joseph's brow his face
flushed and still the cars thundered on.
What's to become of me y he pondered,
l.al. al 81
FAINT by the sash that encircled its little
waist, and watching its purple face with
species OF detestatiOn. Il don't wonder
Harold died. shall die in week if this
thing goes on. And it seems SO easy for
Barbara Smith to take care of her little
brothers aud sisters. II Barbara Smith
was here.'
And Ferley pulled the baby up into
sitting posture with sudden jerk.
IN do it, quoth Mr., Verley, IN take
the back express at four in the morning
and go straight there. All, you may stop
crying, you little hypocrite, but il won't do
any good I'm not to be caught twice in
the same trap
Barbara Smith was watering her tube
roses in the bright sunshine, when he ar
rived with his ,sslise and baby,
Dear me, Mr., Yerley,' she calculated,
blnShing celestial rosy red,' why, what
a sweet baby.
Yes, very sweet, he responded, dryly.
III Is my niece that was to meet at Speed.
yille.'
why, thought that she was a young
lady = 80
so did l, but Il seems she's not. Bar
bara, what do you suppose brought INC
back y he added, speaking very hst Tor
fear the baby would cry,
Il don't know hlltered barbara, Grim
soning still more. Perhaps you forgot
somethlng,'
Yes, did
'wha. Was hS' said barbara, a little
disappointed.
4 'lorgot 70 ask you u you would marry
me
Dear me, was that all y said ,hs young
lady, demuFcly,
'lsn,t that saoughS Say, barbara, wIIl
you
IN think Of lt, answered barbara, eva
slycly,
'No, bu. .sll us aow. Quick .As babys
~aking up