The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1878-12-13
Thee Chapters in Boys Life
CHAPTER 1.-"IT'S A Boy

His advent is heralded in the
brief but strong sentence just
quoted. No matter what hopes
have been dulgcd concerning gir
babies, what lists OF names sounded
over to catch the most musical and
euphOniOus ones, there is some
thing in the plthy announcement,
" It's u boy" which diSpels all fanci-
fui dreams aud sets every body
squarely on a prose basis. His
very voice, as it utters defiant
Wdr-hOOp to the grand army Oi hu-
manity, tells the story TO expert
tnced years. The vision Of dainty
girl darling very soon vauishes be.
tore this positive piece of prose,
who kicks his sturdy heels through
the delicate pink socks Intended
tor his sister, and who grows red
as ii turkey cocks head at Thanks
giving times when he is expected
to show off to a good advantage
before callers. He persists in an
abnormal development OF nose aud
IA putfincsS about the eyes, along
with several other little tricks
known only to Interested parties.
Parents aud nurses become recon
ciled and accept him Oh trust, see
ing no other alternative. He
emerges from his puffy and rosy
obstinacy to a rOly-poly, wide.
awake thing of beauty, which is a
Joy fully one-haIf OF the time.
There is a process from infancy to
little b0yhood, sweet time, when
the manchild is half baby, half an
gel. In the clear depts of bis in
nOcent eyes is a world OF trnSt and
nope and love. His white brow is
a freshly opened lily, and bis lips,
as sweet as hrrmOSa roses. He il
most witcning at this age, for the
peculiarities which mark the entdRt
teryiJteare yet undeveloped. HeiS
AN armful of love and beauty ana
promise and dread and hope. Love
him while yet there is no guile on
the tender lips, no sin in the un-
written soul, 10 touch Of the worlds |
breath upon Gods finished work.
CHHPTER III. -" UP, OLD
HORsEY p
" Mercy, what a noise Look at |
that char, with string tied on the
arms made fast to the writing desk
and flower stand, all to be driven
tandem by that young imp in kilt
skirt and fancy hat and shoes!
Who upset that work basket +! and,
good gracious what work has been
made with my wool and thread
There's the last Graphic torn to
scraps and stuffed in the cuspidor
with my screw driver, that | lost IA
week ago. What is he doing with
Jhe cat and dear NE if he hasn't
,hrown grandma's spectacles into
he ratew
Where's Harry i? Run to the kich-
N aud see. All the eggs are broken
II the basket of folded clothes, and
he milk Tor pudding has been fed
o the cat and dog. Bridget Ian
ligan is in a towering rage aud
avs, "Phat'S the use of shlaving
o kape clane wild such young
IIvil tornist We p Miss FridgIty !
1ussbunch calls, and his horrifed
" being requested to "be horse
nd let Harry ride Straddle to BOs- +
on" She is questioned, also, on y
lany delicate points, and asked
ow many little boys she has aud q
'hether she has seen his blue :,
ionkey that performs on a yellow a
tick, and his "rOOster that crows I
you Just blow in behind" He =
cts very close to her and asks =
hat that white stuff on her face ;,
!. and what makes her wear such =
funny little hat. =
A few wears OF this juvenile ter =,
,r and then appears another stage n
the boy. He gets fever only >,
ppeased by marbles. 1t is useless a
head off this phase; if it is shut p,
4 in one direction it breaks out :,
ore violently in some other. 1t y
pes through period of six or N
wen years and costs much in anX- n n
ty, broken window panes, and "
ortified pride. He is afflicted with
is, pigeons and other boyish com
aints, which are harmless, but b.
lnoying. He brings in six dirty th
eel traps to amuSe his sick sister, m
bo grows worse under it, aud in 4;
S solicitude he straps his legs fast III
six feet of stills and stoops to
ter the door of her room, to the IA
,rror aud dismay of his mother. hi