Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1871-11-03

"he does seem a rare ,un for usin
his legs. let alone his lungs. Yes, oil
thank'ee sirin
Now I have always laid 1t up as {
grudge sgeinet human nature tha
that unprincipled grocery -man tooh
q five.dollar bill out OF my portmon,
naie, knowing that I could not dis,
cover Il until II was too late to recti
~ the error.
II would not have treated q Turh
40 II ae1s ssasss s,s -
I took my pitcherof milk with my
!, right hand, still balancing the baby
skilifulIy against my right arm and
side, and started for home.
Now, I'll settl. your business, my
fine young friend, !" I thought. ''Ia
" possible that i was ever su.h
an incorfigible' e'nuIssnce as this ?" 81
But my triumph was speedily re-
duced % the lowest pitch OF humill-
SsA01sh9 &Nh&s@sA As@ RssR8& H3tsesart III
"Dear me. Mr.. beverly. is It possi.
BILE that this b youp p,
1t was Kate MiIton's self. radiant
In spring bonnet, lilac silk walking
dress. cloae-frlnged pArasol, and the
dainttiest OF lilac Md gloves-Kate
Milton. with an air OF astonishment
that served to make her one degrees
pretticr than ever.
My hrst instinct was to turn and
fiee ignominiously; my second was
to drop my nephew and his milk in.
to the gutter and resolutely deny all
connection With them my third
prompted me to stand firmly to my
ground. -
"Yes, 1t is I. Miss Milton--a--fine
day." :.
Very fine." - n
Kate eyed me dubiously, and no
wsDder. One sock. curling and
twisting as II serpent were inside
OF IT instead Of q haby's foot appear
ed beneath my coat. irts, flan ked
BY about . quarter OF q yard OF Swiss
embroidery and tucks. wofully
cramped by the fiery ordeal through
which we had both passed the milk
iconfound I'D had dripped down the
fullIength OF my peari.colored panta-
looms, and my hat, bent and bruised.
was thirst rakishiy on the side OF
my head. I was gloveless, flushed
and disheyelled. and take me "for
all in all, = must have appeared con-
siderably like q pick. pocket, or an
old ciothes man out for walk.
!. 1 passed on, followed by the sound
Of faint, subdued laughter--a sound
that stung me to the quick. ..
o;Kate and her companion were
laughing at me; this was, indeed,
the unkindest cut Of all. I resolved
never to dance the German with
Kate Milton again. 9f0rN - 5s
The house was quiet and deserted
- I returned and inserted my night
key In the little circular lock. What
conid have become OF Bertha The
cold dew oosed out Of my brow, ns ], ,
for one instant. contemplated the
horrible possibility Of my being left,
q sort OF modern Robinson Crusoe,
with that diabolical little man Friday
on my hands.
Nonsense! there was no probabili-
" Of that. sat down on Bertha's
low rocking chair, aud, planting
the baby firmly on my knees, APP.
piled the spout Of the pitcher to his
mouth. JSS1AA ASAsts5t4Gs
Would you believe IL? he wouldn't
drink . drop. Hescrewed his mouth
ne tightly shut as II ne never intend
ed TO open II again, and doubled him-
self over backwards with strength
Of win which would have been re.
in fuli grown man. but
simply marvellous In d ten months
Did baby. ! persevered and perse-
vered. poured the milk over his
neck. his embroidered dress waist,
and his coral amulets; he would
have been drowned sooner than TO
open his mouth half . quarter OF an
nch. M 1900 issaIi
Probably Of such sfnfr were our
evolutionary fathers made and this
baby. had. through some inscrutable
blunder OF Dame Nature, come into
he world Just century too late.
put him hack into the cradle
lat ON his spinsI eoiumn, and
|ooked 1t him moro In sorrow than
In anger.
my younstsr,n nddresse
him. .'cry your lungs out--brsak q
blood vessel or two II agreeable to
rou--fracture your tfaCheAi can't
Ds held legally rosponsibls. thank
Providspcs. ..@ ", .1S,s ,.-sk'.; -sag &
"a took ups bsok and sAt down by
he cradle. rocking u rscklessiy beck
wards and forwards, regardless OIL
The screams which still rent the air.
want going 70 vasts any anors
lime In trying 70 qutst him. Let
him cry, This was : free coun-
Try. ilW giEacla. ~ ~ Hnia ssait
why, Joe. what's The matter 2"
II was Bertha's roles. I jumped
up - ne cannon ball had smitten
me, and dashed my book upon the
door. ~ 8 .s s
Matter, ma'am7 MATES? 2. The
IL that lam goiDg mad.
Z shall bs ! AZ subject fofa iunatic
Hsyium In just about fiiteen minutss
more \ .gf. II q. ~ ~ s5sss !. "a. .-
But 7 might = well have wasted
my despairing eloqusnce on ! blank
wall. She did not heed nor hear me.
She was loading the little wretch
with caresses. pity and blandish-
Inents. And--I should not credited
The sudden turn Of affairs, n I had
not witnessed 1t with my own eyes
The baby actually laughed into her
face. a. IL to say:
~ bavs given my uncle = pretty
good time Of IT,
"Has he been good, uncle Jos p,
locked volumes at my sistsr. sa
Bertha, if ever yen lsavs me-
sgsin In charge Or that that littls
Atroeity, III commit suicide.s
eYoo needn't speak ~ loud, - said
my sister, In m injured tone. "Iin-
kandnd In hava han knsv.n h~kr.~