The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1885-11-06

den by the faces that surrounded.
"Ph9be Jane! what air you talkin'
about?" exclaimed the indignant old
lady. "Do you think that I've raised
fourteen OF 'em an never lost one and
don't know a boy from a gal baby?"
Here the astonished mother caught
a glimpse of the little creature, who,
clad in it's night-dress, was staring
wonderingly around.
With a sudden screech she sprang to
her feet.
"Mercy on us! I took the wrong
babyl"
1t was some time before Mrs. Browns
excitement and agitation would allow
her to give a coherent and ineligible
explanation of these mysterious
words.
When she did, Bob was dispatched
at once to the depot.
The train had gone ofcourse;neither
was any expected from either way un-
TIL morning. So all he coulddo waste
telegraph to the different stations be.
yond, and to "baby's" father.
AS might be expected, the poor
mother was nearly frantic, and would
have been quite so had itnot been for
the consoling idea, SO earnestly dwelt
upon by her sympathizing friends,
"that the lady must have found out
the mistake ere this, and was probably
as anxious to get her baby back as
she was to get hers"
The early morning train brought
MIR. Brown, if less agitated, quite as
much distressed at heart as his wife.
After a hasty consultation the two
determined to take the baby and start
out in the same direction taken by the
strange lady, hoping to find some
clew to her name and whereabouts.
When they reached the station the
train wanted some minutes of being
due.
Mrs. Brown went into the "ladies'
room," but her husband renamed
outside, walking r~estlessly up and
down the platform.
At the farther end a man was stand
ing talking to q lady in a carriage,
whose dress only was visible.
AS he regarded him more attentive
ly he sprang forward.
"Why, Cousin John, is that really
your"
The sober face of the man addressed
frightened into a smile rs he turned
round.
How do you do, Cousin Will?" he
responded, with a hearty shake of the
hand. III didn't know you lived at
Sterling?"
81 don't. My wife's people live here;
and she's here on a visit. thought
you lived in Boston,"
$50 do" replied Mr.. John Brown,
his countenapce SOLDERING as he recol-
lected the GRAND that brought him
there. "But the oldest, most unfor-
tunate timing has happened. We've
lost our baby. My wife lost it on the
train yesterday"
Here the lady in the carriage, who
had a blue bundle in her arms, thrust
her head forward.
just then Mrs. Brown made her APP
pearance on the platform, she also
having a blue bundle.
There was q simultaneous recog-
milton. The two mothers rushed to-
ward each other, and in the twinkling
of an eye the blue bundles changed
hands.
This was followed by an outburst OF
Joy, CALCULATIONS, and endearments
from both parties, and which was
finally broken Upon by the two cousins,
who joining in a laugh OF mingled re-
lief and merriment at the turn affairs
had taken, now stepped forward to
introduce their respective wives.
The result was that Mr.. and Mrs.
| John Brown went home with their
newly discovered cousins, where they
| spent the day, and which was none
the less happy because of the fright
and trouble from which it so curious
ly sprang.
All parties appeared to be well sat
isfed, with the exception OF Bob, who,
turning up his nose, inquired what all
| the fuss was about?-and il one baby
wasn't as good as Notwithstanding,
that for his part he could never see
| any difference in them.
Upon which the indignant mothers
| Joined in the mutual declaration that
If Bob was once married, and was SO
| fortunate as to own a real live baby
| (which he didn't deserve by no man
ner of means), he would be able to see
| the difference.
An opinion to which many lady
readers will give a hearty concurrence.
New York Daily News.
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