Connecticut western news., 1876-09-15
BABY'S GRANDMAMMA.

ally; "no widows. I've an unconquer- able aversion to them, and have followed old Weller's advice to Samivel since my earliest boy hood, and most carefully be- wared of 'em. If ever marry, the bride must be a young girl; so young, in fact, that can be almost sure-no one can be quite sure of anything where a woman is concerned-that am her first and only Don't screw up your face in that outrageous manner, Payne; you look as though you were going to have a fit. Laugh and have done with it, and then let's stop talking nonsense, for l haven't the slightest idea of marrying, or falling in love, or anything of the sort.''
 "No old bachelor ever has," said Payne. "But I say, Doc, if were you, I'd have neat little card dangling from button hole bouquet, with the in scription, No Widows, for, 'pon honor, you're exactly the sort of chap a well-to- do, pretty, susceptible widow would be spoons on. Handsome, clever, and just turned forty y"-
 "Stuff l" growled the doctor. "What a fool you are, Payne 1" And then, glancing from the office window, he con- tinued, as his friend, with mischievous twinkle in his eyes, was about making some further remarks: "And do be silent for few moments, if such thing be possible, for here comes young Phil lips nursemaid, and in @ hurry, too, which is something remarkable for that usually easy going and eminently gen. teel young person. We'll, my girl," as she entered the office, "what's the mat. ter ?"
 "Oh, doctor," she gasped, "baby's took very sick, and we're awful scared, and his mothers away, and won't be home till night.'
 "Wouldn't be much good if she was, , muttered the doctor; ''a young bit of ( thing. looking like baby herself"
 One of the kind man might be al most sure had never loved another hey. Stone2" asked Payne.
 But Stone vouchsafed him no reply "Who's with the child now2" he in quired of the frightened girl.
 "The seamstress, sir. We've sent for his grandmamma, but we're afraid she's away from home too, cause Mrs Phillips scarcely every goes shoppin without her."
 "Wen, run ahead; I'll be thero in { moment "-struggling into his overcoat "And, Payne, take care of the office I won't be long. There's new book ol surgery to amuse yourself with until come back. Capital article where tn, leaf is turned down-a man blown al most into pieces-but find it for your self"
 "Thank you," said Payne; "but i it's all the same to you, old fellow. SAo ing"
 When Dr. Stone arrived at the dwell ing of the Phillipses, the nursemaid in formed him, as she opened the door that "the baby had taken a turn fo the better, dear lamb, and had beel sleepin' peacefully for the last ten min utes."
 "I'll take look at the little fellow, said the doctor, springing lightly up th stairs and gently opening the door o the nursery.
 The baby lay in it's crib fast asleep and by it's side, holding one tiny hand sat very pretty woman, who, at tn first glance. the doctor decided to be abou twenty-at the next, about twenty-fiv Her golden hair was knotted with artisti carelessness at the back of her small shapely head, 8 few pretty tendril-lik curls escaping to lie like little sunbeam on her low broad brow. Her eyes wer large, soft, bright, dark brown, ap' shaded by long silky lashes. Her nose slightly "tip-tilted," as Tennyson ha 1t, lent an archness to her face, whic otherwise, with such eyes and so perfec Q mouth and chin, would have bee "faultily faultless." Her dress of som lusterless gray stuff, with bright blu ribbon at the throat and soft lace ruf1e at the wrists, clung close to a beautiful form and the hand that held the baby was small, snowy white, and daintil shaped. All of which did the docto take in in three quick glances, after tn manner of his kind.
 "A seamstress Pa princess l" wa the judgment he pronounced mentall as he drew off his gloves, and, with un usual urbanity, proceeded to make som professional inquiries about the child
 The seamstress answered in 8 wonder fully pleasant voice and in remarkabl we'll bred and self-possessed manner :" Baby seems to be all right now," sai she; "but think you had better wal a little while, doctor, for fear the spasm might return"
 The doctor seated himself, not at al unwillinRly, it must be confessed. an while the baby still slumbered entere into converse with his beautiful com panion. In a few moments he foun' himself turning over the leaves of Browning which he had taken from small table by her side, and then, in ar other few moments, giving her, to hi great surprise, his opinion of tha writer and his works.
 I say, to his great surprise, for tn doctor was really shy, reserved man and not at all given to talking poetry t pretty women; bat this wesnan was 8