The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1883-11-28
The Baby on the Cars.

There was a baby on car of the
Chicago, Burlington and Quincy
Railroad yesterday afternoon.
It-a baby in long clothes is al
wavs an twas loaded TO the muz-
zle with cry. 1t was little thing,
not more than two feet long, but it
had more cry coiled up in it than
you would suppose could be slowed
away in a baby as big as a town
constable. What wouldn't an auc-
tioneer give for that baby's Ca
pacity
Well, the train and the baby got
Il good, even start, and for several
miles the passengers looked on with
interest in the race. Almost any
body would bet, off-hand, that
baby's steam would run down be-
fore an engines, but if you knew
this particular baby you would dis
dain all illegal propositions and de-
clare yourself not betting char
.acter;" which, by the way. is most
righteous declaration-wben you
have no sure thing.
The poor, young mother Of this
portable noise factory was crimson
with embarrassment. for OF course
every passenger looked at her and
seemed 10 her TO say:
why don't you shut up that
sQualling bTat?'
Presently a man with long flow
ing beard came up the aisle, chuck
cd the baby under the chin. made a
horud grimace and simpered, " Da.
Ga. la. tootlcte to0ty."
The baby was crying as loud a. Il
could, but this made il CRY all the
louder
Then a woman reached over from
the next sea; aud whispered some
thing iu the mother ear. Oi course,
uoboGy heard what she said. and the
mother only sat the little one on
her hand and shook her head.
\ man across the way said per
maps there was a pin sticking into
10; aud the baby was tipped and
turned and wapsed about until
investigation exploded this theory.
Probably got the colic, said a
dignihed woman with a double
chin.
4 man in long duster gave it a
peppermint lOzenge, but the baby
declined it with kicks and yell.
The poor mother looked down at
. the floor as if she wished to find a
nailhole to slip through. A kind
looking woman came from the other
end OF the car. took the baby and
pranced up and down the aisle,
bobbing and jumping the bundle OF
( scream until it was demonstrated
that this was not the cure. They
passed the baby TO a man, who Of
fered it his knife. but that was
spitefully thrown to the floor, as the
/ baby opened the steam throttle an
other notch.
\ young man with a struggling
moustache and high collar was look
ing out OF the window, whistlin2
Only a Pansy Blossom He turned
/ his head languidly and suggested tc
the man who was rotling the
screaming infant on his knee, trying
to shake It's lungs down into the
muflling folds Of its long skirts, " II
you folks keep on until you fright
en- the baby to death, it'll stop cry
ing, | guess"
Every eyei in tie carshot a blood
red glare at that young man. What
2 did he know about babies, the strip
ling?
But the baby was passed back tC
= its mother and all the passengers sa
still and pouted over the insult
, Then the baby, in the dense quiet
ude laid its little head upon it:
mothers shoulder, snitiled few
sobs, and fell into a peaceful, noise
less slumber, and the young man
: turtled his head down into his higt
collar and continued his tribute tC
, the pansy blossom, while the other
5 passengers thought, " Now he think:
5 he's smart, doesn't he ?"-Chicdg
NelrS.