Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1893-11-10
BABY HAD A BOUNCING RIDE,
Finally .IOlted out of Furniture Van
Into Its Mothers Arms.


Into Its Mothers Arms.
The other afternoon. just as the sun
waS sinking beneath the housetOps, Il
tired, wOrn-looking little woman, car
ryiEG a baby of about Is months in
hc' arms, crossed over from the west
Recon Ger. and started uptown Just rs
SHE reached the corner of Prince street
She met Il lady and gentlman, with
to the east side of New York, says the
when she was evidently acquainted,
and the trio stepped and began con
vcrSltion. The baby was not only
plump and heavy for It's age, but Il
was also extremely nervous and hdgit-
ed in the little mothers arms, like Il
young angle worm. just to The right
Of the party and headed eastward OH
Prince street, stood a large empty fur
niturr van with the rear gate down.
Upor the tailboard Of this van the
mother of the weighing youngster
leaned, first on one elbow and then
on the other, shifting the animated baby
in her arms at each change. Finally
the converse ton grew more interest
ing, the baby more restless and the
mother more fatigued, until at last
she placed the baby in the van. This
seemed to tickle the yOungster i'm
mensely, for he at once settled down
into q state as near that of quietude
as it was possible for his lively dis
position to allow him to assume SO
quiet did he become, in fact, that the
mother seemed to forget his presence
and became still more deeply engrossed
in the animated conversation she was
holding with her lady friend.
Suddenly the sleepy driver Of the
van awoke to a realization of the fact
that he might as well be moving on,
and, gathering up his reins, he popped
his whip and before the young mother
realized the situation away went the
van laundering along out Prince street,
with her darling bouncing about in
it like an OVerdressed rubber doll.
Dropping the conversation, she cried
out:
''Oh, my baby!' and dashed away In
the wake of the furniture van, followed
by her two friends, policeman, two
q fat man with q palmetto
fan, q pie woman, newspaper man and
a black-and-tan pup. all at different
rates Of speed. Everybody was yelling,
"Stopw at he top Of his voice, but the
Falls of Niagara could not have drown
ed them out any more completely or
effectually than did the numbering
OF the van, and the driver remained OBJ
liviOus of the fact that he had lively
load, and was crea ting as much eX-
as would street car on Fifth
avenue. At last, just as he Stacked
up to turn a corner, the plucky little
mother, who had held the lead all
along, caught up, and lucky it was that
she did, for just at that moment the
little piece Of unwilling bag
gage bounced out of the end Of the
van and right into her arms.
The baby was crying, the mother
was weeping with one eye and laugh
ng for joy with the other, the reporter
Ind her two friends were congratulate
NJ her, the newsboys were yelling,
he policeman was still chasing the van,
he fat man was putting and blowing
lalf block away, but still trotting
IN to be in after, if not at the death,
while the pie woman had fallen down
,ver the frisky terrier, scattering pies
rom one curb to the other; and, taken
the scene was about as
aughable in it's denouement, as it
lad promised to be tragic, when the
,aby began its involuntary ride.