Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1880-02-14
A NEW BABY.
An Army OF Diseases that Old
Jerry Knew Would be Mus
tered Against a Child.

Little Rock Ga1ette.l
About two months ago, Mrs. Eliza
Bobston presented her husband with
a very fine boy, and as Mrs. Eliza was
the former young mistress of old Jerry.
she sent for that colored philosopher
yesterday to ascertain the old mans
views on the new piece Of flesh. The
old man came, and dropped his hat
near the door, and after turning
around stamping at a little dog that
took it up and started of, he entered.
and advancing, stood near the cradle
containing the baby.
II want to show you the prettiest
and sweetest baby in Little Rock,
Uncle Jerry said Mrs. Bobston.
pulling aside the covering and lifting
the child so high up on the pillow
that it assumed anything but a grace
ful position.
Dat am a pretty human bein'
shoah, said Jerry, regarding the in
FAINT with interest. II members
mighty well, Miss Liza. when YOU
was bout hits rementions."
Don't you think that he is the
prettlest child in town, J|erry?"
Since | fixes my eye squah on him.
an reserbes de political reconstruc-
ton an new constitution OBJ his face
| believes dat he is
Don't you predict a bright future
for him
IL doan ~persackly ketch de drift OBJ
yer discussion
Don't you believe that he will be a
great mau?"
AS | fixes my eye closer on his
haid, | calculates dat he won't disap-
pint yer"
Just then the baby set up a squall,
evidently frightened at the close
scrutiny of Jerry.
why, don't cry said Mrs. Bob
ston, taking the child in her arms.
why here's Uncle Jerry. Don'tyo u
see hint? Uncle Jerry won't come to
see you again. That'll do. Now, then.
That's a good boy. Uncle Jerry saws
you will be a great man. Get him to
tell you what you ought to be. Uncle
Jerry, tell him.
Since | fixes my eyes on his mouf
| concludes dat he would make a toll
cradle far auctioneer. Miss Liza, Use
sorter in a hurry dis mornin'. but
afore | santers off, I'd like to * yer
flyers weighed de s~ponsibilities OBJ
raisen' chilun. Hits a mighty seri.
ons thing ter be a chile. Dis chile is
fresh now, but he's got ter 60 through
de brine barrel OBJ ailments eddyca-
cation. He got to hab de scaldhead,
de sore head, sore years, sore eyes
Hush, Uncle Jerry"
You SON for me; now let me talk.
An de chairman den he'll be tackled
by de chicken. pox; den de ring worms
will take session OBJ him; den he'll
hab de run aroun-"
For gracious sake, hush. Uncle
Jerry, exclaimed Mrs. Bobston.
pressing the child to her bosom as
though to protect it from an army of
diseases that seemed to be making
ready for a charge on the fortress Of
the child's little constitution.
"Oh, Use bleged ter talk. An de
humps will ketck him on de Jaws, an
de colo will double him up, an de
huppin' cough will make a pass at
him, an de Group will snatch de stuff
I'm outen him, and de measles will
make him ruff as a nutmeg CRATER
u won't stand to be insulted in
this way. My poor little baby!' and
Mrs. Bobston flew out of the room
with the little innocent, who by this
time was yelling at the top his voice.
Old Jerry went out and unused as
he walked away, "0le man, yers 'haved
yerself mighty bad. Hit must hab
been dat pine top whisky what flung
yer, but fore de Lord, dat oman will
fine out, even Of she did ulster be my
young missis. | dOan kere how white
a chile is, he's got ter hab do soald
head right along wild a niger. Denis
Jacks, an | believes I'll take some
noah OBJ dat pine top whisky"