The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-10-06
---------==-------- THE FLEEiiNG ,HOW. ,
Some of Its racts and Fancies. Written for the JOURNAL AND CoURIER.l
 EzRA's LIKENESS.

EZRA's LIKENESS.
 Part Second
 More than three years had passed since Caddy went away and her fathers eyes were aching for the sight of her; moreover, he was filled with an irre- pressible longing to see little Ezra, Caddy's baby.
 The long, loving. regularly written letters with which the daughter had sought to cheer her parents in their loneliness were filled at first with chatty descriptions of ranch life, of varied experiences and adventures very novel and thrilling to the dwellers in the quiet New England farmhouse, with special mention of dear Toms" marked superiority over other men and hus- bands. But of late the letters had been devoted to the charms and graces, the features; the precocious ways. the infant illnesses of little Ezra. She gave an | eHlHe SpiStiS to HIS HIsl looli, duoluei to his short clothes" and another to his first unasssted journey from the arms of one parent to another. And several times she had written some thing like this:.
 "I am so sorry that I cannot send you little Ezra's picture I am sure you all would say that he Is. without exception, the most beautiful child you ever saw. But we think he must take after his grandpa Norton, for he will not have his picture taken. We have tried repeatedly, but he kicks and squirms and screams so can't do any thing with him. Perhaps 1t is because he is so tired after the long drive to the nearest photographers that he be- hayes so dreadfully. When I come home he must take him to New Haven and try there, for I feel as if I must have a good picture of him. If anything should happen to this child" etc., etc., | etc.
 When I come home" These words always set the hearts of Ezra and his wife throbbing joyfully, and their lives seemed to move to the music of that overcoming strain. And at last Caddy came, just as bright and sweet as when she went away, with only charming seriousness to mark her as the mother of the most remarkable child in the world. The delighted grand parents immediately became as bond servants. to little Ezra; indeed, the whole household, including the two young uncles. and Thankful, the an cient hand-maiden, were in state of blissful subjection to his capricious will, And the baby took too" them all, but chiefly to the elder Ezra, and was never so content, so happy, as when in his grand-father's arms. Some sub- tile bond of sympathy drew them into close companionship, and each devel- oped marvellous intuitive understand Ing of the others desires. And it was rather amusing to hear Ezra Norton. who could make the most practical and straight-to-po speeches at a town meeting, "stringing pretty words that make no sense." in his frequent private conversations with the baby. Yet no one laughed, for there was some thing strangely sweet and pathetic in this comradeship of infancy and age.
 It was the day after little Ezra fell out of his high chair, inflicting slight bruise upon his fair forehead and deep CT wounds in the hearts of his adorers, that Caddy drove to the city and made an engagement with one of it's best pho tographers. She had long ccnversa- tion with the artist himself, in which at oy ny1f understanding. And so it happened that the next week Ezra drove in town with his daughter and grandson, and tied his handsome bays in front of Proof & Negatives fashionable Pho tographic Parlors;" then with the boy in his arms he fearlessly penetrated into that unknown, mysterious spot which he had laughingly styled the torture chamber"
 In due time young Ezra was posed, his mother and grandfather standing where he could see them and smiling at him reassuringly. He assumed a look of angelic sweetness. but just at the critical moment he lifted himself In the chair and executed . frantic dance upon its springy seat, to the manifest peril of life and limb, meanwhile emit ting ear-piercing yells that would have done credit to an Apache warrior. All rushed to the rescue, and for moment the excitement was Intense.
 That won't work" said the photog- rapher. "Itfink, madam. that you will have to hold him." "
 But do not wish to be photograph ed," said Caddy. We want the baby taken alone" M sIst
 That will not be necessary, :. said the photographer, easily. But he winked 2 slow and solemn wink st his own cray