The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1888-03-10

everybody"
''Tbo powder will keep him quiet for
twenty hours at least"
"Rather a stout baby, but all the more
comely for that"
"Let me kiss the darling; he looks sweet
enough to eatl'
"With his veil down, yes.',
This nature Of wit few about in subdued
whispers, interspersed with much suppressed
laughter, till it was time for the Roselcaf
party t. start for the station. The express
sion of Perls, very dragon Of the virtue Of
the British spinster order, when made to
bear forth Trotty on her arms, en- bebe, was
never forgotten by those who remained at
the "Lombardia."
'"There is another blessed infant to make
the night hideous for somebody" solilo-
quized good-looklng young Englishman,
peering forth from the window of q carriage
at the Florence Station
"The train seems very full; I'm afraid we
can't have a coupe to ourselves" said Mrs.
Roseleaf, regretfully. "There is one COM
partment with only n young man in 1t; shall
we go in therel"
Yes" said Doris, promptly. "a man will
not notice any thing odd in the conduct of
my baby, and will not wish to kiss 1t, as
some silly women might"
"By Jupiter! they are coming in here--I
am an unlucky dog, and no mistake! ~ ex-
claimed Mr.. Harold Lyman, the young man
already mentioned.
His dismay was pardonable. He was es-
corting from Florence to Verona his sisters s
baby, the very juvenile Contessa Monte
fore, rs well as her stolid Abruzzi nurse
the woman to return at once to her noun
tQiug or nc uha ohNu1I haua laid hnr
young charge in the arms of her successor
at Verona The baby's mother was i'll of
measles at Florence, and to escape infection,
the little contessa was hastily dispatched to
its grandfather's under the guidance of its
rather scatter-brained young uncle. The
baby was braZen-lunged fiend of six
months; sleeping like an angel on laced
pillow at that moment but anon she would
awake and rend the air with her yells. To
escape this Mr.. Lyman had feed a perfidi-
GUS guard for the adjourning coupe left
vacant for him, and now behold his privacy
invaded by another squalling torment. He
fumed and fretted inwardly for a time, and
then found some solace in watching the
movements of Doris, in the light Of the half
vailed lamp She took the baby from the
grim Abigail, hugged him to her breast,
| kissed him through his white gauze vail,
| and hushed him to sleep on her soft ARM
| the sweetest rest in the world.
impossible that that girl is the baby's
| mother" mused Mr.. Lyman to himself
'and yet, why not! She is very young but
that kind of exquisitely pretty girl generally
marries young. Lucky devil, her husband
It must be her baby-girls don't coddle and
pet other peoples offspringin that way. The
old dame has grandmother plainly writer
N har in hor or
and heard the young lady call the elder one
mamma The vinegar-visaged party is theil
maid, Of course"
| Thus Mr. Lyman mused on in way thai
caused him an annoyance he could not un
derstand. Why should he care whetherhi.
pretty travelling companion was married {
dozen times or not at all! He would nevel
see her again after that brief journey. Wha
an extraordinary quiet baby it was! for twt
hours now it had not stirred or lifted up it!
voice, though it had been laid by itself on tn,
seat not far from Mr.. Lyman. Was it bah,
at ala perhaps only q dollOr bundle. Blu
| a long sigh from the somnolent Trotty, ant
a slight fidgeting of his corpulent body, re
moved the young Englishman's dawnin.
doubts, and caused Miss Roseleaf to redoubl,
her attentions to her disguised pet.
Presently violent jerk of the train threv
| everybody into everybody else's arms. Mr.
| Lyman found himself closely clasping botl
Of Miss Roseleaf's hands, and assuring he
there was not the least danger, though h
knew no more than she did what was tn,
trouble. A guard, running the length of tn
train, crying out some tritiing cause for tn
sudden stop, soon restored serenity.
''How soft and tiny her hands are!'
thought Lyman; "and what fool 1 am t.
| xx,bo fafp hop
are pretty or notl"
All through this commotion the remarl,
able infant uttered not sound nor move
as much as a finger Lyman resolved t.
hazard remark that would convince hin
whether or not his fair companion was tn
mother of this stolid cherub.
''The-it-your baby is unusually good
does it never:crys" he managed to enunci
ate.
His charming neighbours face broke int
smiles. Lyman's face fell-yes, only
mother could look so radiant at praise of he
darling.
eyes, he is very good" the young lad
said, with blush.
Mrs. Lyman somehow did not seem to fee
desire to pursue the conversation whic
the mishap to the train had started, and h
soon sank quietly back into his corner.
"Mamma," said Doris, in an undertont
81 think will tell this young man abou
Trotty; he seems very nice, and would er
JOY the Joke"
II beg Of you do nothing of the sor
What kind of low adventuresses would
take us for?''
Certainly very new order Of adventures
Mrs. Roseleaf would be, and poor Per
was certainly free from the imputation
appearance.
"Perhaps he is connected with the raj
way and custom-house in some way, an
might have US all arrested" continued tn
elder lady.
Doris decided it was perhaps best to kee
} her own counsel, and she settled back for
reverie in her corner, with her hand lai
caressingly ON Trotty's fat back.
What good-looking, intelligent, hume
GUS fellow he seemed-her pis-a-vis! Ho'
she would like to know him. and lead hil
back an adoring slave to fiaunt before tn
envious girls at the "Lombardia!' Or
met such men only in books and ON fleetin
: journeys, where one lost them again TO
ever at the first big station. This phase
', life was really very hard.
Early dawn at Verona; here the silly be
and girl who had travelled ten hours t
, gether took leave of each other foreve
they Supposed and both looked grieved o,
of all proportion TO the occasion. M
Lyman saw his little niece and her nurse /
, stalled by the door of the waiting-room al
, | then went out on the platform to fume al
fret because the Montefore carriage h.
l not come.
"That baby looks about the age of ours