The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-10-29
PULL-FLEDGED TELLER.
A Baby Kept Up It's Noise on the Trip
 < From New York.

A Baby Kept Up Its Noise on the Trip From New York.
 New Haven. Oct. 18th. 1894 To the Editor of the JOURNAL AND couRIERi
 How that baby did yell! It struck In just as we entered the tunnel and kept 1t up without a break till, at South Nor walk. happy escape into another car shut off the internal din. It is proba- ply yelling yet. It was none of your sympathetic yells. but 2 fullhedged devilish yell. There is no further use inquiring what became of the seven devils when they were cast out, They all reside in that brats larynx, and will stay there and keep up their internal septet just as long as that brat Is pleased to house them. Between 1t and the devils there Is q perfect accord of malignity, a sweet sympathy of evil!
 When baby Is hungry and yells, tha public understands the situation and waits patiently till its table Is spread. It's appetite appeased and its eyes lul-
  has invaded It's dear little insides, that the public understands also. and awaits with patience. If not with interest, the denouement. But the demoniacal yell easily distinguishes only the passion of murder, justifable. com mendable murder. You ought to have heard that yell! It was a hissing, screaming, scraping yell, producing on the ear the sensations produced on a sensitive tooth by thedentist's file. The brat didn't shed tear, and didn't seem to exert itself in the slightest; showing the demoniacal force with which 1t was kept supplied and the enormous amount of original sin 1t represented. Two seconds of that yell would have split all to pieces any undemonized baby. Thousands of bowling, taring, scratching, clawing tomcats were balmy zephyrs in comparison. If par ties troubled with nightly cats could bottle up some of that yell and let off a whiff of 1t, there would be no more trouble with cats. The affrighted fe- lines, with perpendicular tails as stiff as pokers, would be driven by their terror far into the unknown, and never return.
 The yell had quite a gamut. Every note had its special horror. One sent shivers up and down your spine. One made your scalp wrinkle. One made your ears wag and roar. One took the top of your head off. One went through your diaphragm like knife and forever destroyed the delectable re- pose of your Delmonico lunch. Gene rally when baby yells, some sympa- thetic newly married woman bobs up to show she knows all about it and proffers maternal solicitude. Or some giddy old maid, who wishes she knew all about. 1t, presents salts. But from end to end of that car there was but panying manslaughter in self-defence. If 1t could have been done unseen, that brat would have been flung out of eve ny window, and it's ma would have been showed off the rear platform. That it understood and enjoyed the torture in ficted was evident from the fiendish leer of its bulging eye. Nothing was the matter with it. It was functioning naturally and easily. ,, .x
 fThe ma 'waSa great, dirty, senseless and soulless creature, Hard as a rock, weather-beaten, gin-laded. Mother and brat were of a feather And she wouldn't keep still, but kept parading the imp up and down the aisle to show off the performance As the train rounded a curve she would lurch oyer you and on to you, imp and AM and leave you in the acutest agony Of ear and nose, only to return and repeat.
 At Stamford there was a wild rush for the car ahead. Blessed the few of us till South Norwalk. Thence on, how utterly weak we all were! Even now, though proper restoratives are being abundantly applied, there is sense of having been the objective point of antagonistic foot-ballers, and a wondering if the time will ever come when the common-sense railroad divi- sions and distinctions of other lands will be known and accepted.
 Peace to thy memory, o babe! (The restoratives are beginning to sooth) Howl on, imp of darkness! Provided you don't howl on Prospect Hill. Why, could you not be utilized in politics? Turned full force against an enemy the enemy would skedaddle as if charged by hornets. You can't long for protection; you can protect your self. And what income-tax-gatherer so brave as to tackle yourself, or your ohasn swaat -acnnted ma2
 Let oblivion cover the exhausting ep- isode How happily man rebounds when dangers are over and restora- lives have been properly selected!
 FERNANDEZ.