Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1884-12-05

Sian while Inducing Go siumber His First
Born SON and Heir.
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Having settled themselves at table in
Toms back room. the young msu proceed
ed:
IL Just had rich time until that boy of
mine was three weeks Old. Then the nurse
Jeff, and my wife said | could just as well
help her as not and | was only too ticklsd
TO be able TO do something to rake myself
useful. We had no crib for the youugster
then, and he slept with US. between his
mother and me. was cautioned not to
roll on him in the night, and tried hard to
keep still, but hadn't been asleep more n
a minute when my wife dug me in the ribs
and yelled, Get upl you're lying on Adolf
phusP got up, moved over to my place,
and tried to sleep, but | got on the baby
sgain, and finally wrapped myself in a
blanket and spent the rest Of the night on
the floor. The next day got crib. Then
my real trouble began. The boy would be
fed and put into the crib, and I'd turn in
My pleasant dreams would flee as the plain
tive veil of that youth cut the air and struck
me with the energy Of steam hammer
Aided by gentle push from my better hall,
I'd climb out, and, clad in the clingiug folds
OF nightshirt and pair Of slippers, Id sit
me down to WOO the gentle god Of slumbsr
on my sons account This attempt at WOO
ing the gentle god is the direct cause of the
ruin you see before you. Just the minute l
picked the baby from his bunk he d stop
yelling and look at me in wide eyed sur
prise and seem to say: Where in thunder
did You drop FRONT Then, as sat down
and tried to get him comfortably balanced
on one ofmy knees, he'd begin clawing the
air and grunting contentedly. About this
time set my foot in motion, trot! troll and
accompanied il with seductive 'sh-h-h,
th-ere-e-e' that hoped would soon lull
him to sleep. Rut nary lull He'd look at
me- smiie-his grandmother says its colo
that makes him smile--and then take In
the furniture piece by piece, and stare
stupidity ut the dimly burning gas jet He
vas perfectly cool about this. Nothing was
done in haste. Each, picture, chair, orna-
.ment, would receive q minute Inspection
from those wide-opened blue eyes, and your
hamSle servant KEEP. digging away at the
irot trotl and sh-h-h scheme all the
while. OlQQkuiN lntEt NOulO NC % otO"
closing of the little white lids, and the blue
eyes we're hidden. Aha! How he was GO
ing to sleep. At last And I'd work the
trot! trotr with renewed vigor. Then he'd
sigh q tired little sigh, and when | was sure
he was fast asleep Id start to lay him back
in bis crib. But just as would lean over
10 Law him down he'd open his eyes, coo
happily, and seem to say: OH I'm not
asleep; was Just having some fun with
you, and there was nothing to do but to
take him back to the chair and begin the
whole business over again. Another three
quarters of an hour would drag YEARLY by.
and q second time the babys eyes would
close and sleep appear to have come at last.
How carefully I'd sneak over to the crib
and gently lay him on his little quilt. How
tenderly I'd tuck him in and wish he d sleep
for a week or more to give me chance 70
catch I'D on what I'd lost He doesn't move
ard tip-toe to the bed that has known so
little of me for some time | sneak IN
under the covers, stretch myself, think there
never was anything quite 50 comfortable as
that bed, and close my eyes for refreshing
nap, when there comes from the crib sus
piciCuS grunti lolioNeu " s$ilnS w Spa
medic coughs and an. unmistakable. yell!
Painfully / climb out Of the restfhl bed
snatch hat infant from his doSny couci
and quiet him with the same old trot! trot
not! while the chill night breezes hos'
through the open window, and play psak-a
boo with my modest knees under the flap
ping Zap OF my night SHIRT. This has beer
nv mig htly programme for about two weeks
and YOU see the result before you. l
haven't slept twenty consecutive minutes IN
twenty consecutive days. You said some.
thing of having comfort with that boy. !
fondly hoped Id getit I'm still hoping.
And The gloomy look again stole over tn,
face of the happy father. HIS eyes gazed
vacan,ly into space as he mechanically mad
his wsy to the door, and with shutting, uu
certain step, he tottered away.