The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1874-02-05
:. WHERE'S BOBBY p,
Troubles OF n cOngressmRn's Family
Narrow Escape OF a Precious Baby.
From the Mas!dngton Chronicle.

W HERE'S BOBB1 =.
Troubles of n COngressmRn's Family
Narrow Escape OF Precious Baby.
From the Washington Chronicle.
By the by, speaking of returning
congressman, rather a good story has
been telegraphed of a new member who
arrived with his family, consisting of
wife, five children, and nurse. The
economical member of congress packed
his family in one hack at 8 P. NJ, and
drove to Wizards. They had been car
riding for many nights and days, and
were in consequence exceedingly IA
tigued.
Arriving at Wizards, they paid the
hackman, ordered their trunks off, and
trudged YEARLY, half asleep, into that
famous caravansary. The husband,
wife, and four children were escorted
into the supper-room, after which, ele-
waited by the coffee and the elevator,
they were carried beyond the jurisdic-
ton of the board Of public works to
rooms under the roof. When the good
lady entered her bedroom she encoun-
tered the nurse, and both exclaimed
90 Where's Bobby?''
Why, miss" said the nurse, "I
thought you had him."
Nancy" screamed the Mrs. NJ. c.,
didn't you fetch him in?"
No, mum; had the three carpet
sacks, the clOaks, baby's clothes, and I
thought you had him.
Now, Bobby was the baby, and the
frightful discovery was made that the
baby had been left in the hack. There
was a frantic rush for the elevator and
the stairs. The insane NJ. @. tried to
burst open the door so as to precipitate
himself down the we'll. He then pulled
away at the bell until he broke it then
shouting " fire 20 rushed down after his
wife and four children, who by this
time were in the clerks office trying to
make the corpulent and amiable Mr..
Bagley understand the horrible situa-
ton.
Some one suggested the telegraph,
and all the police stations were advised
of this loss of congressional infancy.
But the worst part of it was that the
crazy Representative could not remember
the number of the hack, and the hacks
are not remarkable for their really re-
turn of lost parcels.
In the meantime the unhappy hus-
band made a short excursion into the
neighborhood. He hurried through
the hacks on the hack stands, and had
all the retired convicts who drive these
vehicles volu nicer to go and search for
the lost child for two and a half hours.
EFch one was ready to make affidavit
that he knew the hack, and one driver,
who ought to have been hung long ago,
swore that he heard the child cry as the
hack drove by. From the hack-stand
the husband hurried to Newspaper
Row and stirred up the Bohemians to
| the highest pitch of excitement by his
/ tale of woe. TIL corpulent Ramsdell
sat down and wept; Adams blew his
nose, while Boynton philOsophically
| remarked that the loss of baby was
somebody's gain, and Preston added
that 1T was loss easily repaired and
so the night wore on. ..'z,4a
What became of that hack, with the
precious little burden, is the most in
teresting part of the narrative. 1t
seems that our old friend Zach Chand-
Ter, the Michigander, who goes moon
ing about at all sorts of late hours.
found himself on Four-and-a-half street
in such n state of observation-disclosures
that no couldn't tell where he was or
where he ought to be. In these emer-
gencies he instinctively calls a hack.
All the hackmen in town know the great
MIchigander, and entirely regardless of
what he orders or says, they invariably
drive him home, stopping at all the
sample rooms and bars on the way. On
this occasion he halted hack, and get
ting in said as he did so ~,
"Takeme 'omedamnyou I"
Sitting down upon the back seat, he
was startled by a wild cry that almost
sobered him. This will sound like ex-
| aggeration, but it's fact. Tt came very
near being case of spoiled child, for
old Zach had hinged two hundred
! pounds of senatorial beef aud whisky
on the lost child of the lower house.
! He started up with such violence that
his head struck the top of the hack,
nearly bouncing the dryer off his seat,
more, however, with astonishmenJ than
jolt.
Old Zach resolved himself into an in.
vestigutiug committee, and, sitting
down on the front seat, felt around.
He gathered up the child, and for 8
minute sat turning the situation over in
his gigantic intellect, then, sticking his
his head OF of the window, he shouted
with that voice which has made the
British lion tremble:
Driver, go omequick-I'v gotta ba.
by.
AS the infant continued its screaming
WIG NAANNA AoAA w Nbuph Ao " INC IIulL
of this startling revelation, and so tore
along the street at a frightful rate, con,
sidering that his team consisted OF one
vicious kicker and one runaway
Pulling up at the palatial mansion, the
great Michigander tumbled out anC
rushed in with the child in his arms
Presenting it to the astonished Mrs
Chandler, he said
Moststronary fair - sot-down-
baby - on - hack. Going-to-dopt
him."
The good old lady did not receive the
newcomer with the same enthusiasm
but sen for policeman, not to ,arres
the senator, but to remove the enoum
brance. Through this means the pool
little waif was returned to its antiC
pVrents.
We are happy to say that both Chand
Ter and baby arc as we'll as could Il
expected.