The Lafayette gazette. [volume] (Lafayette, La.) 1893-1921, 1895-08-17
THE MISTAKE OF HIS LIFE.

Democrat.
THE MISTAKE OF HIS LIFE.
And It Never Would Have Happened ~
Arabclia Had Arrived Sooner.
She was visiti0g her married sister.
and young MIR. Buncome was extreme
ly anxious to win the golden opinion
of this sister and so obtain a clean par
lor for his cburtship. 1t was this de.
sire which lured' him beyond his con-
vcrsation III depths and proved the ship
wreck Of his hopes
II suppose you are fond Of babies,
Mr. EuncomeT' observed his hostess,
who was entertaining Kim while her
sister was upstairs putting on her
hat.
"Ol,, that is extremely sr. They
they are $3.50 iunocent-you know. -
-In.leed they are, Mr.. Buncome.
You are n real child lover. can see.
want you to see my baby before you
go. 1 am expecting it home at any
moment now. You see. I was going to
IL reception last night. and the dear
little things godmother volunteered to
keep it for me-"
'IAh-ah, delighted, I'm sure" muir
INJURED the terrified young man. Jaw
that is. they-ti,ey seem almost like
beings from another world: IL
scarcely dare to touch one of them"
Dear baby will go to you at once, I
am sure, MIR. Buncome. l never saw Il
baby less afraid OF strangers, and SO
willing to kiss them, too
Drops of perspiration stood ont on
Ny Buncon1c's brow. IL have u slight
cold to-day. and I once read that one
should never kiss 4 child under such
circumstances. I have never doue
such /, thing since then, ] assure you.
"Ah, you are indeed rare child
lover, Mr.. Buucoule. My baby is so
good, too, and scarcely ever cries-in
the daytime, that is.
Every nice indeed, I'm sure. Babies
are $3.50 different about that, You
know. Why, q little friend in the next
room at the hotel kept Ms: awake
twelve hours last night"
"Pcrllaps the poor little taing was
i'll, Mr.. Euncome. Now. my baby is
not at all like others. What do you
think Of baby that is SO sensible it
viii no, really cry loudly for fear Of
disturbing others? Yet that is just
what my baby does, though can
never get my husband to acknowledge
it,
"Ah-perhaps he docs not leally ~
rrcc;atc the little angel. Now. if he
lla;; only heard that little bowler last
night he would do so.''
II sl,all tell him you said so. What
is yorr hotel, Mr.. Enncone?"
THE Sl<yscraper, and I only hope I
shall not be obliged to move, as told
| the clerk, to get away from that
lcatl,er-lurged infant'
''rbe SlSyscra Why. that was
where my ba by was ast night. Did you
see it?''
IL think not. am afraid that
Miss Arabella and will be ate for tn G
mnlinee.'
.'Ol,, no, there is no hurry; Ara bella
never cares for the first act, anyhow.
Why, here comes She nurse with baby
now--you shall see the little darling.
Well, Nora, how did baby get along
without me last nigh:?''
''Oh, very we'll indeed, mum; ii
didn't be crying much as usual. But
some nasty brute in the next ROOM
kept pounding on the wall and calling
to to strangle the blessed angel if
we couldn't quiet it any other way.
The clerk said he threatened to leave
this morning if the baby didn't
Mr.. Buncome turned ashy pale and
wondered if ArabelIa would arrive in
season to save his life.
~ am sure. Mr.. Buncombe,'' OBJ
served his hostess, and there was r
blizzard in her voice, Il am sure J
hope that my baby did not disturb
| you last night"
''Oi. no, I am sure not. Sucl1-such
4 ma My little fellow as he is!''
"Naniy indeed. John Henry Bun.
come, I'd have you to know that my
| baby is Il girl, and she has more sense
this blessed minute than you will ever
have"
!. And when abella ut last came
down she found him alone with his
melancholy thoughts. Times
iIcr1l d.