Morris tribune., 1880-09-02
A CHILD IN THE HOUSE.

A child in the house! 1 should think
so-several of them. AS We open the
front door we bang against something
on wheels. Its the baby's carriage.
"a very improper place." says Mrs.
Primrose, q child-hatel, who is my CON-
paplon; 81 don't see how folks live so
overrun by children"
But look inside the tiny vehicle, and
see the pillow, with little hollow in the
middle, where baby's pretty curly head
has just been lying, and the dainty AZ
CHAN, with one shabby shoe peeping
from the rosy folds, and say, isn't it
cunning?''
In the act of turning up her nose at
my imbecillty, Mrs. Primrose stumbles,
and barely saves herself from falling by
clutching one OF the balusters. She has
stepped on the baby's ball.
'.Oh, dear !'' she exclaims, giving the
innocent article a spiteful kick. ''what
an absurd place tor a balll l might
have sprained my ankle, and been laid
up for a month, and had doctors bill
to pay, al on account of that little
wretch's-'
Ball." Mrs. Primrose intended to say :;
but the word was knocked down her
throat by the sitting-room door, swung
open at that moment with great violence
by three-year-old Nell.
How do, Miss Pimwose7" said the
little one; 200 pity wells"
"Meobe shall be, if you slam the door
in my face few times more" responded
fho SEurncafS. n
err
'sShe mating new dress for my doll on
shine"
"Did-you-eyer7" said the lady max
ing her way toward the lounge, over q
perilous path of marbles, spools, tin, rattles
the discovered limbs of dolls, and etc.
will you please tell your mamma that
wetwould ike to see her minute:"
Away ran Nell screaming at the top of
her voice,
Miss Plmwose tuml Miss Pimw6se
tumI' which announcement was immedi-
stely followed by series of startling
pumpkins down the long fight of stairs
"lf had to live IN this house month,
l should die IN week." said Mrs. Prim-
rose, with gasp of resignation. Nov
what do you suppose that noise was2''
"Here Is young gentleman who can
tell you," / answered, as Master Fred en-
tered the room, with three children at
his heels.
STell WHAT" inquired Fred with the
importance of six years.
''What that noise was," replied Mrs
Primrose with an awful trown.
Nothing much" said Fred, with ag.
gravaring sang fIoid'; tive was making
thunder, that's ALL
Making thunder; I'd make lightning
If were your mother CALCULATED the
lady IN tones of deepest disgust.
1--WE tried to once, but papa spanked
us, answered the three in deafening
chorus.
"Tried to make lightning" asked
growing interested.
Yes; we put lamp behind shee
and then pulled it away suddenly yor
know
smiled behind my muf, and wa.
about to inquire further into its manu-
tacturc and Its consequences, when nam
ma entered the room. She had the ba
by in her arms, and Nell was tugglng q
her skirts. She begged our pardon TO
keeping US waiting, and then turned Il
the four thunder makers, and SAID some
thing in low tone. Their faces length
ened, apd turned pleading eyes to nam
mas face. But she said "no" peremp
torily, and they went quietly out of tn
room.
MRS. flaming, l should think yol
would die!' was Mrs. Primrose's frs
ejaculation.
dol look like it7'' asked the ros,
little woman, making a dozen dimple
with her merry smile.
''No, and that's the wonder. / shoulC
be worn to skeleton in no time if ha,
50 many children"
9No, mol Not if you loved them I
sid Mrs. Tanning, giving the baby hu,
and toss.
.And love them wisely"
s@Msybe it is wise to let them tear tn
house down. said Mrs. Primrose, "mak
thunder on the front stairs, for IN
stnace." .
"No, it isn't answered the littl
mother; ''and to prove to you that d.
NOT pillow such liberties, / will tell vo
that the thunderers have lost a ride il
the country by their naughtiness. / al
ways deprive them of some pleasure
when they 60 beyond their limits.'
Beyond their limitsp sneered th
Primrose: "they're always beyond thei
llmIts. If j had children / should d
them up as Indian woman do their ia
posses. wouldn't let them stir hand q
feot. If you give them an inch any tim
they intake an ell
II doin' to bow bubbers,' said Nell
i 'fraid Miss Primrose do me up
"All right, said mamma "Don't 70,
get to-put on your big apron
"NoAe-e-eo sang the happy little crea
ture, as she ran away.
Theydlgappearance Of Nell was the sig
nal tor baby to creep out of his mother
arms.uand start full speed for distar
coEnsr--He was soon back again, hole
ind By the head the most unhappy looE
ing Eag baby that was ever seen. Ii We
torn and worn to the last degree. Bu
Tommy sat down and began nursing, an
kissing, and petting it, and cooling owe
it, rs # 1t were doll cherub.
"Ugh! how. can you let your child ks
thatnasty thinga" gasped Mrs. Primrose
1T turns my stomach to see him.
"Nhy, that's his fovorlte plaything,
said mamma, calmly; "His papa Says i
dosen1t care anything for q doll till
ssApet every yestige of respectable,
He argues from that that Tom will MAX
reformer or missionary"
"Eiddlestlcksl" calculated Mrs. Trim
rose; then, changing the subjuect sudden