Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-04-07
Err. Mifner's Ttrins.


to start fer Pittsburgh, with the twins.
Mrs Miller happened to remember that
she had left her satchel with the candy
woman in the ladies' room, so she asked
Mr.. Miller to hold the children for
minute, while she ran out to get it. Just
as she reached the waiting room the train
started. Miller did entertain faint hope
that she might have jumped upon the
hind car, but ne, she did not appear, and
he began the journey in condition of
irenzy, with baby upon each knee.
To add to the horror Of the situation.
he remembered that the nursing-b bottles
and the other baby appurtenances were
in that very satchel Mrs. Miller went to
get
For awhile the babies were good. The
passengers eyed him little, and he had
an unpleasant feeling that he was pos
sibly regarded as a kidnapper; but he
bore up under it bravely. About twenty
miles out, Ivanhoe, one of the twins, be-
gan to cry. Trying to soothe him, Miller
let Polycarp, the other baby, tip over, so
that it was necessary to catch suddenly at
him and bring him up with a jerk. This
set Polycarp to crying, and Miller kept
both of his knees going in an effort to
quiet them. But the harder Miller iolted
the louder the twins cried.
de tclt as if he would like to sing to
them, but he was ashamed to do so before
The passengers. So he gave Polycarp his
watch to play with. That quoted Poly
carp. But lvanhoe c'utched at the watch
and organized contest with Polycarp
over 1t. This induced Polycarp to tune
up, and, between them, the watch drop
ped on the floor. While stopping over to
pick it up. Miller let Ivanhoe drop, SO
that he bumped his nose against The
arm of the seat Ivanhoe lifted up his
voice and wept, and Polycarp gave
equally violent expressions to his emo
ton.
Miller felt certain they were hungrey,
but there was not morsel OF food ON the
train, excepting glngernuts that the news
boy had for sale, and he knew they would
set the babies stomachs afre. Beside
they had no teeth. Miller had notion
recklessly to cram them full of the fine
cut tobacco he had in his pocket, and to
steel his heart to the consequences.
But just then the train stopped. Put
ting the babies on the seat, he rushed
out and bought two slices of peach pie,
| the only Wand for sale and then he
rushed back with it. Polycrap was on
| the floor, head downward, and Ivanhoe
had swallowed three inches of shawl
! strap. He Strengthened them out and
stuffed them with pie until their eyes
| bulged out. 1t was effective for while,
but pretty soon they began to cry with
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both of them were sick.
Miller began to feel that death would
be a welcome relief from all this woe
He began 70 wish he had remained single
But there was nothing to do but to
stand it.
When night came, Miller put the
babies, grim with dust and cinders, and
smeary with pie, into the berth with him.
They cried all night and the atmosphere
OF the car was heavy with improper adj
jectives hurled at Miller and the twins
by the sleepless and excited passengers
In the morning as they glided into Pits
burgh, Miller found that Polycarp had
gotten turned around, and had been lying
on top OF Ivanhoe, kicking his heels III
Ivanhoe's face during most of the night.
When he shouldered the twins and
walked out into the depot, he felt as if he
looked like a tramp. He didn't dare to
20 to hotel lest he should miss Mrs.
Miller, who would be certain to come on
the next train, so he sat down in the room
to wait for her. A crowd began to gather
around him, and to watch him with curl
osity and a policeman, who was about to
collar him and run him out, was restrained
only by rehearsal of his sad story.
Mr.. Miller waited there eight hours
feeling certain that the twins would be
dead by the time their mother arrived.
He was utterly miserable, and he knew
she would be nearly frantic.
A train entered the depot. A moment
later in walked Mrs. Miller, bright, chip
per and smiling She said:
"Why, John, what's the matter2 Amt
you weil?"
Saint well?"
"The babies, too, they look awfully
What on earth have you been doing to
them2"
"Doing to them?' replied John, getting
angry:
"Why you haven't taken bit of care
of them, declare" said Mrs. Miller, be-
ginning to cry. ''I'll never trustyou with
the dear little darlings again
Miller rose. He planted Polycarp
firmly in one seat. He soused Ivanhoe
down in the other. Turning to Mrs. Mil
Ter with tragic air, he waved his hand
and said:
'sTherc, madam, are your little darliags,
your Internal little darlings! Take care
of them yourselfI'
Then he pulled his hat over his eyes
ami walked grandly out resolved to com
nit suicide on the spot. But he didn't
} he returned in half an hour and took the
family to hotel; but he has registered a
VOW never to travel again without nurse.
-Mar Adezer, in N. Y. Weskly.