St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-02-07
IN PAPA's ARMS.

''It was the middle of the afternoon when
my wife went away. l sent note TO my
father saying thar / was going to stay at
home the next day and help Clara take
care of the baby. so she could have a little
more liberty. did this for fear my mother
would learn the truth, and insist on taking
charge of Harry herself. Then / devoted
myself to my duties. Harry had begun to
creep, and had learned TO amuse himself
pretty well, and all went merrily enough for
d few hours. There was restaurant in the
hotel, and had my supper sent up TO me.
at last came the baby's bedtime. 1 I'M
dressed him without much trouble, though
he seemed to be a little restless and kept
looking around with his bright blue eyes as If
he missed something. rightly Interpreted
this to be caused by the absence OF his
mother, so l entertained him in baby talk, in
which was very proficient, all about it.
Mamma gone away to see gamma. Harry
ana papa Keeping house all ony. Mamma be
back soon. Harry goin' TO be good baby and
go seepy in cribby like little darlin'.'
inns wasn't very lucid language; but Harry,
as soon found out understood very well,
without being told that his mother was gone
ana tnat he had.a great BOBBY of father to
raise the dickens with just as he saw fit.
his nght-clothes being on laid him in his
crlo, prepared his bottle of milk and put the
nipple of the rubber tube into his mouth
NOW, according to custom, Harry should
have emptied the bottle, and then have
gently subsided into sweet siumber
not to be broken for three or four hours at
the very least. His mother had drilled him
Into very regular habits, and even when
HIS FIRST TEETH
were coming through, our nights rests had
been broken but little and our evenings had
always been undlsturbed.
''ThIs time things didn't work that wav
Harry finished his bottle all right. ACCORDING
TO program; but he unaccountably omitted
the slumber which ought TO have immediately
followed.
His crib was in the bedroom adjoining tho
sitring-room, and had just seated myself
comfortably i'm my easy chair, lighted nv
cigar. and began the perusal of an interest
ing story in my favorite magazine when I
heard strange sounds issuing from the bed
room.
ssWhat could they mean?
'sI went 10 the crib, and my darling son, in
stead of peacefully slumberiDg, had raised
himself s'Dolt upright In his crib, and was
practising all the playful noises which he had
learned up to that time and which his mother
used TO put him through to our great de-
light and the wonder of her female friends.
why, Harry, what do you mean? Harry
must lie down an go seepy. little brides all
gone beddy ong ago. Harry go too.
But Harry had no such intentions. He
stretched out his little arms for me to take
him, and, of course yielded. That was my
downfall. If had insisted and made him lie
GOWN probably after a little crying. be would
nave gone TO sleep and ali would have been
wen. But the bright light of the sitting-room
pleaseo him too much. He never had seen 1t
before. for the bedroom gas was never lighted
Tor MIN, and my wife had taken great credit
10 herselI Tor teaching him to go TO bed in
tne dark. was just a little vexed at his
perlorihance-Ior 1 like my cigar and news
paper, or magazine after tea. like most men
but the little darling was SO good-natured
that soon got over my vexation.
cit seemed as if he never had been so bright