The climax. [volume] (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1887-1897, 1888-03-28
TIE PATENT TRAvELER.
he Couldn't Manage Bah But Whipped
an Individual OF His Own >lze.

he Couldn't Manage IBHb But Whipped
an Individual OF His Own >Ize.
just this side of Bloomington baby
in the rear of the car began to cry. He
was a lusty-lunged little fellow. and
made more noise than half dozen
babies ought to have. The passengers
turned-a good many of them with no
very pleasant expressions on their faces
to investigate. They found man
holding the little one, and doing his
best to quiet him. There was no woman
in sight. That was what the tiny suf-
ferer wanted-a wOman-his mother
to drive away all his little troubles and
sO0the him into quiet ,slumbeT. The
man did all he could. He was large.
benevolent-looking man. with a sad,
melancholy expression and a world of
tenderness in his eyes as he looked
down at the little bundle of humanity
and rocked it to and fro. But the baby
refused to be cOmforted and screamed
the louder. So it went for a dozen
miles. The other passengers were
growing impatient. and two or three of
them got up and went forward. There
was a touch of sympathy in some faces,
but more bore a scOwl. Neither seemed
to make any difference with the baby
he screamed louder. if any thing, az
the train sped on. The man who held
him was weary. bit still be bent over
his little charge and sought in low
woriS-clumsy baby talk-to hush his
weeping. There was man in the next
seat in front-a cold. Manufactured
man-whO had been disturbed in read
ing a book Half a dozen times he
turned aud looked at the man working
with the baby. Each time he glanced
with deeper scowL Still the other
: strove to soothe the little one. There,
there. don't 90 cry so! Maybe 90 mama
-" He stopped.
IF you can't keep that bowling brat
Of yours STILL said the hard-featured
man as he turned in his seat. you'd
better chuck it out the Window
The man with the baby glanced up
surprised, panied. For the space Of
half minute he looked the other full
in the eye, and then he leaned forward
and with voice choking with emotion
said:
This young one isn't mine! A dod-
gasted woman gave it To me to hold
while she made a fool trip forward to
the baggage car to see if they'd got her
trunk, and I guess she's never coming
backl But I'll be dashed if you can
run on mer' And he dumped the baby
down in one end of the seat. aad. with
an altogether different lock in his eye,
jumped out in the aisle and got the
hard-featured man BY the collar. and
jammed him down on the hoor between
the seats. and got up on him with both
feet, and took hold of the hat-rack with
his hands. and raised himself up and
dropped back on the hard-featured
man till he had the features pretty well
sOftened up. And it appeared quite as
if he would have been going up and
down like pile-driyer yctif the woman
who owned the baby hadn't Aoanccd
back into the car AMI rescued the in
FAINT and quieted him in about ten
seconds. and told him in a loud. clear
voice that she didn't know she'd left
her little. darling. pwecious baby boy
with great big, ugly prize-fghter.
Then the benevolent man quit jumping
and went and sat down in anothel
seat with his face very red. while the
hard-fcatured party crawled up looking
as if he would have to carry his feat
ures IN a sling for three weeks.-F. e.
! CaryHtA, "a Chicago Tribune.