The Arizona sentinel., 1874-10-03
Bascomb's Baby.

She bought it over 10 our house, Mrs. BascOmb did. It was their ffrst,-a wee, little, red faced, red headed, pug-nosed, bowling in- fant. It was one of the hottest days in July, but she had it wrap ped up in three shawls and 8 bed quilt, and was in agony every moment for fear it would sDeeZe.
 "DO see his darling little faceW she said to me, as she unwounded him about forty times and looked to see which end his feet were on. l looked, 1 have been a father of eleven just such bowling little wOpSies, and I didn't see anything remarkable about Bascomb's baby.
 "See those eyes, that frmness of mouth, that temper in his lOOk!" she went on 1 saw them. The Iittle imp began to get red in the face and beat the air, and his mother shouted
 "He's being murdered by a pin!"
 She turned him wrong end up, laid him on his face, then on his back, loosened his hands, rubbed the soles of his feet, and tears stood in her eyes as she most s0leMnly T6marked
 ''I know He want live-he's too smart!"
 The child recovered. and as he iaV Gr his back across her knees and surveyed the ceiling, she went on
 5uch a head! Why every one wRo soos .I... .ays he Is so.ls yo be a Beecher, a Greeley, or Bis mark; do you notice that high fOreh cad ?"
 I did. I thought he was ali forehead, as his hair didn't com mence to grow until the back of his neck was reached, but she as- sured me that 1 was mistaken.
 Wouldn't I just heft him once :? I hefted him. I told her 1 never saw a child of his weight weigh so much, and she smiled like an angel; she said that she was afraid that 1 didn't appreciate children, but now she knew 1 did.
 Wouldn't ] just look at his dar- ling little red feet and cunning toes? Yes, I would. She rolled him over on his face and unwOund his feet and triumphantly held them up to my gaze. I cOntem- plated the hundreds of little wrinkles running length wise and crosswise, the big toes, and 1 agreed with her that, so far as I could judge from the feet and the toes and the wrinkles, future of unexampled brilliancy lay before that pug-nOsed imp. He began to kick and howl, and she stood him on end, set him up, laid him down, and trOtted him untiIS she S0are5d the and collie into the middle of September.
 WhG did he .00k iikel I lent over tbe scarlet faced rs cal, punched i7u0se OBe-side, chuck ed him 9nder the chin. and didn't ausUer without due deIiberatiOn. ! tod har ,he there Was a hint reoemb-~Gee d. Gu0sgo Washing ton around the mouth, but the eyes reminded me of Daniel Web ster, while the general features made me think of the poet Mil. ton ever since she entered the house. That was just her view exactly, only she hadn't said any thing about it before.
 Did I think he was too smart to live? I felt of his ears, rubbed his head, put my fiHgures down the back of his neck, and. I told her that in my humble opinion, he wasn't though he had a mar row escape. If his nose had been set a little more to one side, OF his ears had appeared in the place of his eyes, BascOmb could have purchased a weed for his hat without delay. No, the child would live; there wasn't the least doubt about it, and any man or woman who said he wouldn't grow up to make the world thun- der with his fame would steal the wool off lost lamb in January,
 She felt so happy that she rolled the imp up in his forty nine ban datiOns, shook him to straighten his legs and the kinks out of his neck, and then carried him home under her arm, while my wife
 made me go along with an um