The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1900-06-16
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His MAJESTY, BABY


The lawyer, of course, drew AWAY the
deed, and frowned at the insolence of the
thing. No, he did not-there is a soul in
lawyers If you know how to find it, He
smiled. Well, it was not first-rate
smile, but it was genuine, and the next
time he did it better and afterward Il
spread all over his face and lighted I'D his
eyes He had never been exposed in such
a genial, irresistible way before and so
he held the drum, and Baby played va
Ration on Rule Britannia" with much
spirit, while Grannie appealed for ap-
plause: eff he don't play as we'll as the
band in 'yde Park of Sunday"
After a we'll deserved rest of forty Sec
onds, during which we wagged our heads
IN wonder, Baby turned his attention to
his right-hand neighbor, and, for the bal
ance of the minute, examined her with
compassion. An old maid without uues-
ton, with her disposition written on the
thin lips, and the hard gray eyes. None of
us would care to trif1e with her. Will he
dare? If he has not! That was his chief
stroke of genius, and it deserved success
when, with an expression of unaffected
pity, he put out his soft, dimoled hand
and gently stroked her cheek, acting as if
TO say, Poor thing, all alone, lone, lone
I'm so solly, solly, solly, SO velly, velly,
velly solly." Did I say that her eyes were
tender and true enough to win mans
heart and keep it, and that her lips spoke
OF patience and gentlencss? If I did not
l repair my neglect. She must have been
beautiful woman in her youth-no, no.
to-day, just when she inclines her head
and Baby strokes her check again, and
coos, tPretts- pretty, pretty, and so velly
velly, veily good" Was not that a lovely
flush on her cheek?-oh, the fool of a man
who might have had that love! She opens
a neat little bag, and as this is public af-
fairs we watched without shame. Quite
so; she is to be away all day, and has got
frugal luncheon, and-it's all she can do
IN return. Perhaps he cannot eas it. I
| don't know, nor does she. Baby-ways are
| a mystery to her; but would he refuse
| that biscuit? Not he; he makes an i'm
! mense TODD over it, and shows it to his
mother and to all his loyal subjects, and
| he was ready to be kissed, but she did not
like to kiss him. Peace be with thy shy,
modest soul, the Christ child come into
| thine heart!
Two passengers on Baby's left had en-
dured these escapades with patient and
suffering dignity. When a boy is pro-
foundly conscious that he is-well, a man,
and yet a blind and unfeelng world con-
| spires to treat him as-well, a, chid-he
must protect himself, and assert his posi-
| ton. Which he does, to the delight of
everybody with any sense of humor. by
refusing to be kissed by his rnather or
sisters in public, by severely checking any
| natural tendency to enthusiasm about
anything except sport, by allowing it to
be understood that he has exhausted the
last remaining pleasure and is fairly
burnt out. Dear boy, and all the time.
ready to run a mile to see cavalry drill,
and to1rnented by a secret hankering after
the Geological gardens. These two had
been nice little chaps two years ago. and
YOU'D pc manly fellows two years hence.
| Meanwhile they were provoking and re-,
! Quired chastisement or regeneration
| Baby was to them ''kid," TO be treated
with contempt; and when in the paroxysm
OF delight over that folly of law paper
he had tilted one of the young mems hats.
that blase ancient replaced it in position
with bored and weary air. How Baby
had taken in the situation, cannot ruess
but ne had his mind on the lads and sud-
ueniy' Whlle they were sustaining an elab.
crate unconcern, he flung himself back
and crowed-yes. joyfully crowed-witl,
rosy 3ocund countenance in the whites OF =
+ the eyes OF the two solemnities One
raised his eyebrows, and the other looked
at the roof in despair; but I had hopes,
Tor who could resist this bubbling, chort.
ling mirth? One laughs a glad, boyish
chuckle' and the other tickles Baby iust
at the right spot below the cfain-has a.
oapy at home after all, and loves tide
ciar,ng aloud that he is a "jolly little beg
gar Ihose boys are all right; there is a
sound heart below the little affectations
and they areSgoing to be men,
This oq1tburst of his majesty cheered us
an nightly, and a young woman at the
80 - LIZ ouS, catching MS eye, waved
her hand to him, with a happy smile
Brown gloves, size six and a quarter
perhaps six, much worn, and Jacket also
not OF yesterday; but everything is well
made and In perfect taste. Milk-white
.eseen, naze eyes, Grecian profile-what
"I'sone sHl!7and let me see. she takes
on a gIove-yea, Is wearing an engage
ment ring; a lucky fellow, for she must
be good with those eyes and that merry
smile. A teacher, one guesses, and to-
day off duty, going to meet her tiance I'M
the city, and then the three-her mother,
that dear woman with hair turning gray
will go upon the river, and come home
IN the sweet summer evening, full of
content. AS soon as he gets rise in the
Office they will marry, and she will also
nave ner gift. as livery woman should.
| But where am now?-let that baby bear
the blame
| we mad one vacant place, and that was
now ne lntruded on our peace; but let me-
make one excuse for him. It is aggravat-
ing to stand on the edge of the pavement
and wave your umbrella ostentatiously to
| bus which passes you and draws up
/ n1teen yards ahead, to make your danger
Gus way along a slippery street with han
SONS bent upon your life, to be ordered to:
hurry up by the impatient conductor
/ and ANONYMOUSLY hauled onto a moving
bus. For an elderly gentleman of mill
tary appearance and short temper it was
not soothing, and he might have been ex-
j cused word or two, but he distinctly ex-
/ ceeded.
j He insisted in language Of great direct
ness and simplicity that the conductor
mad seen him all the time; that If he
i didn' he ought to have been looking: tt,f
/ he-the colonel-was not fox terrier to
run after bus in the mud: that the
conductor was an impertinent sccundrel.
/ and that he would have him dismissed.
with other things and words unworthy of
/ even retired Angio-Ind.an. The sympa-
thy OF the bus did not go out to him. and
When he forced himself in between the
iaWyer and Grannie, and, leaning forward
with his hands on his canes glared at us
1nnpart1ally, relations were strained
A cut on his cheek and a bristly white
mustacne, half-hiding, half-concealiag. al
cruel mouth did not commend the new
passenger to a peacable company. Baby
regarded the old man with sad attention.
ana at last he indicated that his fancy Isl
to examine the silver head of the coionel,sl =
cane. The colonel, after two moments,.
hesitation, removes his hands and gives
full liberty. Or second thoughts. he 1n,1sn
have got that cut in some stiff fight: won-i
der whether he is a V.C BABY moves|
the cane back and forward to a march nfff.
ms own devisfEg, the colonel actively as-!
s1sting Now that see it in a proper
light, his mustache is soft and sets off tlel
race excellently Had it not been the cut
puckeT1ng the corner OF the upper lin THAR
would have been very sweet mouth for al
man. or even for woman. Baby is.nntl
lifted above all human weaknesses pre-
serve US from perfect people! and he fndi-
Gates iesire to taste as well as handle