New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1874-12-19

conf hOy he WIS., tho man he might
have been. Comic your next neighbours house
and see what manner of king is Tot. There
may be legion Of aches and pains ana wor-
rics, the great grief OF mortal llihcS''
debts pouring in with every poStmanS hnocN
in shoals of yellow envelopes, despair ABOVE
stairs and insolent ill-temper in the kltchch
but what does Baby know OF it lie IS kcpt
in the warmth and light. Hcart-slck mother
and surly cook sing and laugh for him. IL Is
tbe old story of the den of wild beasts and
the little child that led them. There Is our
friend, young StOtt, who married that silly
daughter of Fish the sugar dealer. Ii was
pretty fair type of an average society marriage
Stot is an entertaining fellow for baii-hOur'
GOOD Judge Of cigar, tells story we'll lar
shot at billiards, had tho usual diStaote OF men
Of his caliber for any part of business except
the drawing OF his salary. Miss Fish had led
thc German with him all Winter; he Thought
her taste in dress better than that or any
other girl of the set, and was struck WITH hcT
appreciation OF his favorite operas ana plays.
Ii seemed quite natural for them to marry.
Two or three months ago tins wonder, Io''
came to them. The little red thing, peering
out of it's fanncs, created human SOUL
az il seemed, in both OF them. Ihcy
found traces of each other IN IL;
was an ordinary baby TO other people,
but to them mystery-a miracle; 1t Dound
them together with strange new love
for each other; it bound them both
TO an awful unknown Life beyond. 1t has
worked by this time an odd change IN
them both. Mrs Stott spends her days in the
| L.. ri, millinery for mcul-
cal books; StOtt has gone enerSetic'hy "
York. "intends that boy OF his shai nave "S
"flir a start in life as any omar ,"'.'"'
There are q certain gravity, common sense and
sclf-resDcct apparent in Stott, too, which hint
that the change lies at the root of things.
When VIC look from tbs house to others at
the baby's work, and remember how that
all over the world since time began it has
been the same how selfish men have grown
generous and dssolutc men sober and moral,
for their chldren's sake how giddY girls have
been mctam0rphosei into patient drudges;
how day by day and hour by hour harsh
words are softencd and tired hearts liGhtened
by the baby-when we think of the tender
ness ard delight that surround the cradle
from Indus to the Pole we begin to under
stand that this feeble little Tot is indeed one
of the most potent agents sent by God to
bring the world to Him. We see the plain
rational fact underlying the blind reverence
we give him; why vixen We would give
shape to our idea of the highest spirit in
heaven we made them like our darling; and
why more than all when Christ would teach
, His disciples the most enduring lesson He
| took n little child and set him in the midst
of them.
| This week, of all the year, IL Tots hour,
when he reign, supreme. The Christian
world has nothing to DO just now, apparently,
but to make him happy. Nothing could be
| truer and swecter than the work, provided
every father and mother will remember that
their own bright-haired little one is not alone.
Little Tot, as these December days grow
colder, is not wrapped in fine linen
to watch for the fairy tree. He is
in thc hospital, on sick bed with
out single toy to brighten the dreary
Christmas Day; he is in the almshOuses, the
asylums pale and mcaGcr and miserable, he
peers out at us from every cellar and tene-
mcnt house in want, dying often for lack of
bread and fire. Let us do what we can to
show Christs love to all the needy and suf-
rering on His day but in Gods name let our
charity go out first to these poor babies, re-
membering that star of old which
lighted all men, but came and stood over
where the young child lay.
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