The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1902-12-25


II the two for the same object did
,ot emanate from the same view
ao,nt there was nothing marital In
,1eir thought, the son-and-heir idea
.ever ocurring to either OF them.
dog a cat and a canary bird had
,sberto been the objects or Mr.. Wer-
,heimer's amusements when on duty,
hnt he had grown weary of the mon
o,onv of all three and wanted some
thing human that he could love, pet
and nerish-animals did not seem to
an the void In his heart. Moreover,
he was a Jolly sort of a man and felt
the need OF something to bubble ana
gush over. His home environments
vere-well we're somewhat frigid.
On the contrary. Mrs. Wertheimer
was a strict disciplinarian on the
score of DUTY. dogmatic and unyield-
ing In her disposition, and opposed
! TO sentimental displays even her
.amiles when she forgot herself and
I INDUCED in such worldliness, we're
frost.bitten. But she had gathered
the idea at the Woman's club, during
a protracted and heated discussion on
the subject, that it was the duty OF
every woman to assume the guard
ianship of at least one embryo
human being. for the purpose OF train.
ing it according to the standard recog-
rized by the club, in the right way, OF
course, and thus save an immortal
soul from contamination by the wick
edness of the world, which was badly
in need of making over again. Be-
sides that, the lady had noticed the
waning influence of the dog. cat and
bird 10 keep Mr.. Wertheimer at home
In the evenings. Hence. Mrs. Wer-
theimer thought a baby in the house
might accomplish a double object, to
wit: A halo and 4 stay-at-homs hus-
band.
Let me see" she said. pausing in
her busting, John and | quarreled on
Thanksgiving day, and to make him
understand that be was In the wrong,
| gave him corned beef and cabbage
for dinner instead OF turkey. Then
again, on Christmas day he was not
as liberal as | thought he should have
been, and the turkey was tough there
weren't an cranberries. and the only
dessert was bread pudding instead of
plum accidental, of course. To make
up with him. think | viii present
him with a baby on New Years day,
and that will keep him at home for
year at least. But where shall |
get one7"
Now 1t so happened that Mr.. John
Hopkins had more children than he
could care for; half a dozen of them
reaching up like the steps OF ladder.
all vigorously healthy and constantly
clamoring for something to eat and
wear His wages not increasing with
his family, it was very difficult to get
even bread. To add to his misery,
Mrs. Hopkins committed the folly Of
presenting him with seventh. and,
as a last straw, she up and died in
the midst Of its raising leaving him
forlorn with an eight.months-old baby
and string of children too young TO
help care for 1t. II seemed to him
that the world was cold and unfeeling,
for the neighbors, instead OF Offering
any assistance, intimated quite plain
ly that poor people who kept on hav-
ing children should be able to pro-
vide for them without holding outsld-
ers responsible by soliciting help"
In spite of its unwelcome reception
the seventh Hopkins was really the
finest of the lot, bright, healthy and
attractive baby. In his extremity the
father advertised 1t for adoption, and
his advertisement was what Mrs. Wer-
theimer saw, when In the throes OF
her desire to procure one. II was
windfall, and as soon as she set her
eyes upon 1t she recognized a fine
brand to be snatched from the burn
ing. and adopted It at once, but Mr..
Hopkins was not to deliver the baby
girl until an hour or so before the
husbands homecoming on New
Years eve so as to be a surprise for
him.
When Mr.. Wertheimer returned
home after his days toll on the even
Ing In question, he was amazed to find
sprawling on the floor. surrounded
with soft pillows. a chubby-faced,
blue-eyed infant. with little wisps of
golden curls hanging around shape
ly head. 1t was bobbing around in a
wobbly fashion. its tiny hands
stretched out trying to reach a large
gray cat, wisely sitting just beyond
Its grasp, blinking at the new acquisi-
ton In sleepy wonder. Jack. the dog,
was manifesting his approval of the
new arrival by furiously barking and
WaRPing his eftIfnnV fntl nj the gama
time frisking around and upsetting
the cat. drawing Ler about by the
tall and performing other astonishing
feats to entertain the baby.
Great Caesar!" he exclaimed.
What's the row anyway? Have you
started a menagerie?"
This is our baby" exclaimed Mrs.
Wertheimer. relating her experience
and intentions.
We'll. now We'll have some fun and
life around the house." said he, get
ting down on the floor to investigate
the new plaything. shes mighty
pretty. anyway" was his decision. In
few moments he was mixed up with
baby, dog and cat in such a noisy
revel that his wife, with an express
sion Of dlsapproval, came in from the
Kitchen, where she had gone to pre-
pare supper.
John, didn't know you could make
such a fool of yourself. Just look at
your clothes, all lint and dust, and
you are making more noise than the
whole lot put together. Have you no