The morning times., 1895-10-13
LOOKING FORWARD.

"Wake up, Mrs Henne- Pecquel wake up!
There are robbers in the house.' whispered
Mr.. HennePecque in an asitated manner,
shaking his better half, as he spoke.
.'Eh? What? what's the matter now?''
was the drowsy reply.
wake up! There are robbers I'm the
house, and we shall all be murdered If yoy
don't do something!'
Nonsense, my love, it sthe cats on the
fence. Robbers don't come at this time of
night; we've only just gone to bed. Don't
be scared at nothingl''
Just gone to bed indeed, You've been
snoring like triphammer for the last four
or five hours"
do be logical, my dear. Trphammers
don't snore.'
And the clock struck ever so long ago
Harkr'
by Jove, there is somebody stirring
downstairs" Mrs. Henne-Pecque exclaimed,
now wide a wake.
Hastily thrusting her feet into her Slip
pcrs and donning her boomers, she was
about to hurry from the room when her
frightened husband tearfully cried:
Don't leave this room! Lock the doori
They'll kill your
Just like mani First you rouse me to
go and hunt burglars, then'-but the rest
of Mrs. HenHe-Pecque's remarks were lost
in the distance.
Mr.. Henne Pccque took the baby from its
crib and then scrambled back into bed and
pulled the sheet up over his head and the
baby's.
Presently he was a little reassured by
hearing his wife and the cook talking quite
cheerfully as they came up the stairs.
did you find them, dear? Did they run
away? Did they take anything? Mr.. Henne-
Pecque called out.
II suppose, my love, that it is the priv
ilege of the weaker sex to be scared-to
death at their own shadows, but really be-
fore you rouse ME out of my first sleep
again, l wish you'd remember that you
gave Patrick leave to go to a party"
'oh, how stupid l am! OF course, 1 did,
but forgot it. Seems TO me he's awfulIy
latel'
1t is just IL by my watch, which never
varies five seconds. You imagined you
heard clock strike 2, poor, tjmid little
man."
No. Mrs. HennePecque, didn't ima gine
it. l heard the parlor clock, and 1 re-
member now that it is half an hour fast
l was frightened to Think
We'll, of all remark able thingsl Why in
the name of common sense don't you have
that clock attended to?"
Because, my dear, it's a fine French
clock and it costs so much to have such
clocks repaired. am trying to be econom-
ical, you see, my DEAR
"A very foolish economy, Mr. Henne
fecque. I'd rather pay for its repair twice
a week than be routed out of my sleep in
this manner. Do have it attended to at
once, and while it is under treatment you
must have decent timepicce, then per-
haps dinner will be more prompt Remind
Inc OF it at breakfast and III send up a
dining-room clock tomorrow
Never mind about that dearl 1 can go
by my watch foT.l cew days"
Your watch, Wound up once a week or
twice day, just as you happen to think
oflt-there, you've walked up the baby with
your senseless chatter! 1t is enough to
yeX saint! I've u very busy day before
me tomorrow, and l simply must have a
good nights rest. If your fretful child
persists in staying awake as be does some
times, you really must take the creature
into another roomr'
es' dear, viii, You must not be kept
awake moment longer. Come, petsy-
wetsy. Par2,lI take his own little dar-
ling upstairs, and papa'n sing her some
pretty songs. 'Sh, sh, 'sh, don'y XIV and
keep por, tired mama awake any longer"
and so saying, Mr.. Henne-Pecque in his lace
trimmed robe de mutt went out of the room
with the baby pressed close TO his manly
bosom
"confounded nuisances. crying babies
are, anyway" murmured Mrs. Henna
Pecque, settling herself 10 sleep. ITS
luckyfor them that fathers saresopatient:rm
sure shouldn't be"-New Yor kRecorder