The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1872-08-15
IDAHO WORLD.
JOE sTANBURY's BABY.

cumStanceS, having no children, AM
living in nice, clean, tagged alley
way, called in Philadelphia a court
Mrs. Stanbury was bitof shrew, a.
almost all smart and clearly housekeep
ers usually are. She kept her husband,
clothing in the best of order, prompt,
sewed on all loose or missing buttons
and her house was uniformly in apple
pie order. Such excellent cooking as
Mrs. Stanbury's was not often tasted in
plain families of moderate means. Her
shrewishness, in fact, served as pi.
quaint sauce to their happy and content
ed life; and Stanbury used to say that
little fretting once in while was nee
essafy to the health of his excellent
spouse.
At dusk, one evening, Mrs. Stanbury
went out to the hydrant in the court to
fetch a pail of water, and returning,
she found an old basket suspended from
the knob of the door. Putting her hand
into the basket she felt something alive
and kicking, but so wrapped up in rags
that no further discovery could be made
without unwrapping the object. A piece
OF paper folded like letter, lay beside
the animated bundle. Mrs. Stanbury
Immediately returned into the house,
and by the light of the lamp examined
the billet. 1t was directed to her hus-
band. She broke the seal and read as
follows:
To JOE SrANBrRY-Sir: | send YOU
the baby, which you will please take
good care of, and bring up right, so
that it may turn cut better man than
its daddy. Oh, Joseph. I've Just found
you out; and what sly old rake you
prove to be! Who would think that
such sober old spindle-shanks could
be such a tearing down sinner? The
child is yours-you may swear to that.
Look at tits Joe Stanbury all over.
You deceived me shamefully, Joe, in
saying you was widower; but do a
fathers duty by the young one, and I'll
forgive you.
Your once loved, but now broken
hearted and neglected Nancy.
P. 5. Don't let that shrewish, sharp
nosed wife of yours see this note. Gam
mon her some kind of story about the i,
baby or she'll tear its eyes out.
Stanbury was in the basement kitchen :
quietly eating his supper, and little i'm :
agined such storm was brewing over .
his head. The door of the kitchen was :,
violently thrown open, and his wifc's :,
voice yelled out:
Stanbury! come up here, you old :,
villain!-here's a mess for you. !.
The astonishcd husband hastily obey.
cd the Summons.
Don't You want to see your Nancy" \
cried Mrs. Stanbury, as the meek part
ner of her bosom hobbled up into the :
court.
Nancy! what Nancy is that?' says 9 9
the husband, in fearful establishment, "
trembling in anticipation of matrimo-
NAL tempest. !;
why, Nancy the mother of this baby r
hats been put up at our door, Mr.. Stan .,
bury! Oh, you look very innocent, but w
ust read this note, and look into that 4
basket, Don't be afraid; it won't bite; II
is got no teeth, poor thing. You'll II
know it; for, as the hussy says, its Just :,
ike you all over Please goodness, I'll =,
AVE my revenge-Fll expose you be- II
ore everybody" Il
In less than five minutes the Stan n
Jury front door was surrounded by all of
he gossips of the court-attracted to n,
he spot by the loud voice of the iniur- h.
d wife-to witness the process of I'M III
the baby. Anxious expccta- he
ION sat on every countenance, as the br
ealous woman unpihned rag after rag ba
rom the body of the founding, the IN
rigorous movements of which astonish- N
d everybody 70
1t is full of the devil already; that bo
hows it genuine chip of the old block. or
You'll see that it's like him in every If
ling-in short, Stanbury all over" vi
At last, all the swaddling clothes be- ~,
lg removed, out darted the baby in the b,
rape of large gray cat, sewed up in 90,
straight Jacket The sudden charg-
g of Madame Stanbury, together with
e wailings and ludicrous struggles of N,
iss to get free, caused roars of laugh on;
r among the spectators, in which poor nm
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