The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1878-11-28
MRS. ATKINSON'S BABY.
A Terrific Midnight Adventure.
The Police to the Rescue.

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sent home q folding crib, with the
Stats made in two pieces and hung
upon hinges. When they opened their
crib and put the mattress in it, Mr.. At
kinson omitted to fix securely the
catches that hold the Stats. Mr.. and
Mrs. Atkinson went to bed early that
night, aud about IL o'clock while they
were asleep the baby got awake and
began to kick vigorously. The result
was that the Stats slowly descended,
and deposited the mattress and baby
on the floor. The baby, being partic-
ularly wide awake. crawled out into
the room, and seeing light in the en-
try, went through the door just as Mr..
Atkiason's aunt, Miss Boggs, was
coming ND stairs to bed. She picked
the baby up, and, finding that its father
and mother were asleep. she carried it
to her own room in the third story,
determined to take care of it during
the night.
About an hour after Mrs. Atkinson
woke, and thought she would glance
over at the crib to see how the baby
was getting along. No sooner had she
done so than she jumped from the bed
in alarm. The baby was not there
The bottom seemed to have fallen out
of the whole contriyance. Her first
thought was that the baby was lying
under the mattress Enothered to
death. She pulled the mattress aside,
but there were no signs of the baby.
Then, wild with alarm, she shook
Mr.. Atkinson, and told him to get up.
Atkinson growled out, in sleepy
tone
The paregoric bottle is in the closet !;
60 and get it YOURSELF
sAlonzol' shrieked Mrs. Atkinson,
you don't understand, The baby is
gone. 1t is gone !-stolen !--kidnap-
ped d!-murdered, may be! Oh, what
shall I do?'
Now be calm, julia said Atkinson
getting out of bed don't get hyster-
'ical. The child, most likely, is under
the bed.'
mo it isn't no, it's not therev ex-
claimed Mrs. Atkinson, upon her
hands and knees.
Possibly said Alonzo, beginning
to feel uneasy, he has crept into the
closet ; let us look
sThis is horrible ]! said Mrs, Atkin-
son, clasping her hands.
Don't you think asked Mr.. At
kinson, shat he could have crawled
into the bureau drawer and pulled it
to after him?'
Certainly notv said Mrs. Atkinson.
sYou know he couldn't
Il think 1 hear him now. He has
fallen out of the Window said Mrs.
Atkinson, as a faint wall foated up
from the back yard.
mo, it's only Mrs. Magruder's cat
yowling on the fence,' replied Atkin-
son, as he closed the sash. sHave you
looked in the bath tub in the next
room7 Perhaps he has gone to take a
BATH
Drowned! know it I'm sure OF
itP yelled Mrs. Atkinson, rushing
into the bath room.
Hes not here said Atkinson
'Could he have gone down stairs and
fallen into the sugar bucket in the
pantryT
we must search the whole house
for him. said Mrs. Atkinson.
So they began the the hunt. They
looked everywhere. In the clothes
hamper, in the kitchen cupboard, in
the parlor, in the pantry, and even in
the cellar, but without avail.
'He couldn't have gone up stairs,
said Mr.. Atkinson, because he can't
climb the steps.
mo, he must have been stolenl He
has been stolen by burglars! 1 shall
never, never see him again-neverp
Don't give way, Julia. Be calm. !
will go at once for the police'
Mr.. Atkinson dressed himself hur.
riedly and dashed down stairs and ont
into the front street. He met a police.
man almost at the door, and in frantic
accents laid the case before him. The
policeman sounded an alarm and soon
had six other policemen at hand. They
entered the house and proceeded to
examine the fastenings. Every thing
was right, and one of the policemen
said:
sIn my opinion, the burglar is in
. the house yet.'
we'll 60 for him. said another. So
they drew their revolyers, and pro-
ceeded TO search the building. Pres
emily Mr., Atkinson heard the report