The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1875-10-06
WEDNESDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 6, 1875.

though with weazened face and
wrinkled ways, he really did seem
to be but a little Old man. When
he scowled at you the suggestion
was striking. AS for interest in
things around him, he had none.
He had not the air Of one to whom
the world was new, but rather of
one to whom it was tediously
old, and neither amusing nor in
structive. Even at the patent sill
YER door knobs that wouldn't move
when you turned them, and at
the bright bell-pulls that wouldn't
ring when you pulled them, he
looked as though he had seen
modern improvements before. If
you spoke to him it attracted his
attention not at all; just an indif-
ferent gaze he gave you and turn
ed Yearly away, as though occu-
pied with matters of 'reater mo-
ment. A joke was worse than
thrown away on him. Though
every one else might laugh, he
but looked up at the ceiling and
yawned as who should say, "These
jokes may do very well for you
down here but up there where I
come from they have better ones" I"
Yet all the while it was plain that
be was a first class humorist.
At times he would lie for an hour
smiling away within himself in
the funniest, fashion catch him
at it and be became grave at once.
1t was as though he thought that
that which amused him was
too far beyond our comprehension
for him to attempt to explain it
to US, and he did not wish to be
thought frivolous, so he checked
his smile. :ss=:@sS - ase7;,~t'::> at
The little sense of moral obliga-
tion that a baby has is a marvel to
me. That he has any duties in
life never occurs 10 him.: In the
present only heIiyss, .Tith m aa idea al
evidently that nothing is, expected
Of him but to, grow. Where his
dinner comes from matters not to
him so long as he gets it. Though
it may be that the milk wherein
he rioteth belongeth of right to
another baby, the ethical question
which at once ariseth troubleth
him not. he is reckless Of results
nor am I certain that he is not
profane. When be mutters to him
self in an unknown tongue, OF
being forbidden something for
which he has longing, how do
we know that he is not swearing?
The harangues to which Jonathan
Edwards occasionally treats US
are excessively funny He be-
comes animated and his gesticula-
tion is rapid and expressive. IF
We had another baby here don't
you think he'd know what this ba-
by is saying?" asked little Hal
one day, while we were listening
to one of thisinfant orators fervid
exhortations. ."
Perhaps you wonder how we
came 10 call him Jonathan Ed
wards. Truth to tell, ! hardly
know myself: But the name
somehow seemed to fit him. His
face had a gravity seldom found
in one SO young. He had o judi
cial air, too, as though in bis own
mind passing on momentous the
illogical questions. Pleasant his
expression was, but to some extent
severe. And this same air of
dignity which characterized his
infancy. he still preserves at his
ripe age of seven months. Ap-
proach him with a laugh and
be by no means responds al once
in kind. No, no indeed. First
he looks you steadily in the eye
and apparently considers whether
or not there is anything to laugh
at-whether this is simply stere-
otyped an d unmeaning smile
which you bring him, a sort, of
sheetiron smile which you keep
regularly on hand for all babies,
or whether it is a good square
smile, housing a deeper signif-
cance. If the scrutiny be satis-
factory, he gives pleasant look
and an approving nod, perhaps
adding a few remarks intended
to be reassuring and compliment
tary but if not, he turns his head