Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1888-06-29
THE BlNGs' BABY.
Tho Fathers Mission, and How
He Accomplished It.


especial sentiment OF sympathy or re-
gard in the prosaic name of Bings.
but the poor things themselves. Cas-
sius Bipgs. and his shrinking. fright
ened wife Stashv were enough TO
melt heart OF stone. AS they stood In
the police station three days before
Easter. making inquiries and telling.
In gasping sentences. the story of
their baby's disappearance. Their
little Billy had been intrusted to a
neighbours child. while Mrs, Bings
was devotiug her whole mind TO fry
ing the doughnuts. just to that turn of
rich brown which met approval in her
Cassius' eyes
Respectable people. living In a
quiet cross street. where nothing ever
happened out of the common way,
they had not thought IL Mt all impru-
dent to leave the boy with his little
playfellow. Sarah Moseley, girl of
twelve years. fer an hour
Fond rs they were of their little
two-year-old tot, in simple, parental
way. neither Anastasia nor her Cas-
sins bad ever thought that their baby
was any more comedy. In purely
physical way. than any of the seven
children belonging to the Moseleys.
the Gibb.. or the other families TO
whom Pembroke square was n COM
mon playground. But passers through
that by-way had often enough noted
the fluffy gold of the little head. and
the deep, swimming blue of Billy's
baby eyes, with their long. dark firing
ing lashes A child who seemed. by
his amazing beauty. to be bora to
cambria velvet instead of tho cheap.
but spoiess. gingham flyers" in
which his mother uniformly dressed
hin.
So now. when questioned. poor.
sobbing StashY could only rel crate
her belief that 'Bings had not an
enemy In the world rs would NV
stole the baby" aud every body she
knew had been '1hat kind" that she
'cou.dn't have tho heart to sus-
pect EN-" And who could
have the heart to take him
when he hadn't so much as a.
nolhln' 10 keep him warm. except rs
he was runnin' about in the sun with
Sarah. Something about the deli
cncy OF the simple little man's form
and the deep blue of the eyes. which
she lurned appealingly to the station
mastor, suggested to his experiences,
Notwithstanding Bings' square. En-
slish build. and stubly, sandy hsir,
that their child might have had mer-
charitable kind of prettiness that
would account for his theft. Some in
quiry confirmed this thought. aud
when man with n red neckerchief
and woman with green shawl were
reported to have been seen watching
the children at play Tin the square"
about the time Billy disappeared. n
detectivs was at once set on their
track.
SO accurate was the clew that, with .
out much difficulty. the couple were
traced 10 the Boston & Albany depot,
with a sleeping child. which. in reply
20 some question. the woman had said
was sick Here they seemed To have
separated rs no such group of three
could be heard Of as entering or leav-
ing any train, and the Ulcers report
ed as much 10 the father
Cassius was slow-moving man in
most emergencies of life, aud not at
all the clay of which we mould our
ideal heroes But love in any honest
heart may transmute to something
precious the meanest metal aud so.
rs CaSsius held the helpless, weeping
mother of his little Billy in his sturdy
arms. he took most heroic resolve.
q ietly. as he did most of his tasks.
he tod S ashy that he was going to
New York himself to find Ii tie Billy.
He didn't say TO look for him. He just
patted her soft hair gently with his
hard working hand and said: Don't
cry any more. 'Stashy. I'm going to
New York and find the baby. and WEI II
have him here TO see the Easter flow-
ers we talked aboutr'
''B It. Cassius." said the practical
little wife. you have not the money,
and If you wait TO earn it. B lily will
be lost"
IN yer mind tho money, 'Stashy
know where TO get it. F." aud with this
on-hand reply 'Stashy was content,
and wal ched her hus band step bravely
away to the rescue.
Bat unbappily, Bings was not so
sure rs he pretended. and when he
reached the depot knew no more. how
10 reach New York than did Stashy;
since his assurance of pecuniary re-
sources WAS fiction to reassure his
wife. Go he must aud find Billy, for
he had promised Stashy. He watched
the trains go in and out, and tried to
plan; then. at last, the great rugged
fellow covered his despairing face and
leaned against the platform. with a
desperate. almost unconscious. appeal
to Heaven: God help me find the
baby"
wonder if it went its way, that
cry. Something whispered to Cassius
Bings' uninventive soul way at that
moment. and he followed it II. flew
to fellow he knew who carted build
ing refuse. and got him to let him