The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1880-10-14
, photographic the Baby.


The Census wifi Show this, We YEAR about
2,65ls70o babies in sthea land, every
blessed one of which is. the handsomest
tAand best baby in existence. Each one
of the above numberh has its photograph
taken as soon, as it gets, old enough tc
sit before the camera without settling
down into an .unrecognizable heap oi
white Clothes, -Four months is the age
the average infant has to face the pho.
tographer, We allowed ours to reach
the rather mature age of five months
before calling her before the curtain, as
it were.gs As an unprecedented party
may here ,confidentially state that our
baby is an exception to most othero.
She is the very incest baby in the world,
and is exceedingly handsome. Good
Judges Of the article infant say that she
greatly resembles her father, and al.
though don't want to flatter my own
baby too much, yet / must admit that
such is the case. l always believe in
owning up what every one knows, to be
true. [ used to think that all babies
looked exactly alike, but that was the
result of inexperience. But this, is
DEPRESSION. A 4- utt = t'.5
The baby was arrayed in it's most
ornamental dress, the cutest little
stockings and dots of white shoes that
she insisted in kicking off every two
minutes as they interfered with the very
necessary process Of getting the toes in
the mouth. .. ss,s - mn. IL
+ We were ushered into gorgeous
room, with piSno and bay window, and
paintings and photographs in profusion.
This is the bait; the bare hook is the
Operating room.s Why is it that a pho
tographer's work-room is the barest,
most unsightly lumber garret of old
trash seemingly gathered from all quar-
ters Of the globeP Sections of scene
painting; part of a fence; no two chairs
alike; ragged curtains, some canvas rock
work, and the tall iron gaunt head-rests
standing like metallic specters waiting
for the back ofsthe victims skull. But
"thinggs are seldom what. they seem =
"A person is posed among lot of old
rubbish and thinks with horror, +" is
that acid, stained fend going to take
me among this pile Of refuse?n But
.when the picture lis finished, there
stands the party in the. most luxurious
apartments, with a lovely glimpse Of
scenery beyondzs The photographer is
q magician in the realm of sham. He
pulls Screen here, piece of dilapidated
woodwork there, fxessome blue shades
and stands back to see the effect of the
light on you throws an old mat at
your feet. "]Chin a little higher
pleasasa Ahst that.s iust itss ssthAe loot a
little further back-se. Keep you eyes
fvod ot fh ,f kbo /,,,,,<,,, 4. L
as often as you please - And thus it
goes. s''t'lc. is5'1i' q
oh, yese~ the baby. I had almost
forgotten her, and I can assure you she
insists on not being forgotten to any
alarming extent. sss5 .stg ..isE
Was the baby ready?'
"Of course,s' said Just bring her
in my dear.s sresFe.s rv..4 wrf
Now you know the baby is not
ready" said Mrs. Sharp, with a re-
proving glance-sat me. / couldn't see
why, she wasn't, and furthermore l
couldnst see what impro rovement the fix
ing up lhaf an. hour made on the lit
tie thing, but was informed afterwards
that she would have s.looked like a
fright'' if she had been taken as at
first. Meanwhile the patient photo
grapher and Photographic apparatus
and two elderly people waited. alag
The baby was placed, on a sort of
angled chair, while her mothers hand
supported her from behind the, curtain.
If you see the picture of child sitting
maryelously uprighs, don't think the
youngster has been morally bracedoup
for the occasion. The mothers hand,
like the unseens hand Of Providence, is
there giving guidance and support. 1
used to think that they put stiff rod
or . pokBrs for something, down the
back OF the baby's dress-but that was
inexperience.
The baby looked wond deripgly around
at the strange surroundif8s, and the
little lip began to culver until the reas-
suring voice of the mother told herthat
she was not yet alone in, an unknown
world Then She saw her aPop'' and
laughed She always sees something
funny about me. -.
The photographer ran TIE ! camera
with its two glaring eyes zup towards
the child, and whether it was he. or the
Instrument, or both combined they
nearly scared the child out of herswits,
until the soothings OF. the parents
brought back the blue sky again. i'''
9 Now" said the boss operator, and
the secondary fend came, out of the,
dark merchandising chamber with the.
slides covered with black cloth, and
placed one in the camera and the other
over it. The original Black Crook
placed his shandson the brass nozzle Of
his conjuring box. while his familiar
jingled 4 bell. The baby looked at the
bell, off came the nozzle. One! two!
She turned towards me and smiled. ~
One plate gone;. the nozzle goes over
the glaring eye again. ,e ..
please stand Beside him." said Che
chief to me, nodifhg towsrds his right
hand map.lgyssA GsM s5sa-sse5tt dE
1 stood beside the bell man and
clucked at the baby. She looked on
me as some mild sort of ,lunatic, but she
looked approvingly and all the while
the silvery bell tinkled. One, two, three,
-four ~... ts.s..s -s st, s.s.sssz
The baby gave crow and turned