The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-09-13
CHILDREN DO PAY.
How a Detroit Paper Reached That
Conclusion.

From the Detroit Free Press CDem.l.
Well. they are "a sight Of trouble" In
iced they are, and they cost time and money
and pain and sor~ow.
There are three of them, and they are
little things still, and my friends who have
older children tell me that l need not
expect time to come when my babies
will be ''less trouble" than they are now.
l cannot expect a time to come when they
will not be a source of care a-d anxiety
and hope aud fear-no, not even when
they have gone forth to homes Of their own
and have their owA little ones around
them.
Do they pay nowa Here l am wearing
old clothes and trying to brush up my
hat to make 1t look new, that my Johnny
aud Sammy may have new kits and
REFERS and hats and shoes and look as well
as other children. They do kick out shoes
so dreadfully, and they haven't the first
conjunction Of concience about it either.
They tear and smash and destroy and
are into everything" particularly the
baby.
Does 2-year-old baby pay for itself up
to the time it reaches that interesting age2
Sometimes think not. 1 thought so yes
terday when my own baby slipped into my
study and scrubbed" the carpet and his
best white dress with my bottle of ink. He
was playing in the coal nod ten minutes
after clean dress was put on him, and
later in the day he pasted 80 cents worth of
postage stamps on the parlor wall and
poured dollars worth of the choicest
white rose" perfumery out of the window
ITO see it wain.n
Then he dug out the center of a nicely
baked loaf OF cake, and was found in the
middle of the dining room table with the
sugar bowl between his legs, and most Of
the contents in his stomach.
He has already cost over 500 in doc
tors bills, and l feel that I am right in
attributing my few gray hairs to the
him at night during the first year of his
life.
What has he ever done to pay me for
that?
Abb hear his little feet pattering along
out IN the hall l hear his little ripple of
laughter because he has escaped from his
mother and has found his way up to my
study at forbidden hour. But the door is
cl sed. The worthless little vagabond can't
get in, and 1 won't open it for him. No, /
won't l can't be disturbed when I'm
writing He can just cry if he wants to, |
won't be bothered for-''rat, tat, tatn 60
his dimpled knuckles on the door. l sit In
silence.
'Rat-tat-tat"
l sit perfectly still.
Papa"
No reply.
''Peeze, papa"
| Grim silence.
''Baby tum in-peeze, papa"
! He shall not come in.
my papa.
] write on.
Papa" said the little voice; 81 lub my
| pap :; peeze let baby imp
am not quite a brute, and throw open
the door. In he comes with outstretched
little arms, with shining eyes, with laugh
ing face. catch him up into my arms, anc
bis warm, soft little arms go around my
neck, tine not very clean little cheek is laic
close to mine, the baby voice says sweetly:
81 Tub my papa.h
Does he pay? tn, s
| Well, guess he does! He has cost me
many anxiousgdsvs and nights. He ha:
cost me time and'mohey and care and self
sacrifice. He may cost me pain and sorrow
He has cost much. But he has paid for il
all again and again and again in whispering
those four little words into my ears: II luz
| nv papan