Deming graphic. (Deming, N.M.) 1903-1948, 1903-05-06


We have been much amused at the
story OF the little Scotch girl who
came late to school one morning. She
explained that new baby had arriv.
ed at the home that morning
"Ah," said the teacher with a
smile "And wasn't your papa pleased
with the new baby2"
"No. sir; my father Ia wa IN Edin.
burgh the moo, an disna ken about Il
yet; but It was q guild thing ma
mither was at home, for gin she had
been ava | wadna hae kent wat tae
dae wit"
II is presumed this wee Scotland
lassie, in common with many another
small girl, was told that her little
brother was left on the doorstep in
a big basket, deposited on the hearth,
via the chimney, by the stork, or
donated by some kind fairy who had
babies to give away to those who
were good.
And when they arrive, these bios.
SONS Of Humanity, they are not
overly productive Of admiration from
the little ones who have preceded
them. They look more like boiled
Holsters than dear, cute little
brothers," or sisters.
Time works wondrous changes in
the kid" however. He weaves his
meshes Of affection about all mem.
beers OF the household. broadening
their views-and incidentally narrow.
ing their sleep, He is always in
drowsy land when
Wee While Wrinkle rims through the
tOun,
Up stairs and doom stairs in his nicht.
goun.
Tlrlin' at the window. cryln' at the lock.
Are the weans In their bed? for It's now
ten o'clock"
but, he is ever awake at 2 In the
morning, bowling for fair" IT'S said
a married man never misses either Of
two things in dark room-a carpet
tack or a piece of limburger cheeSol
We subscribe to the saying.
But no matter where the baby does
come from. We never, never wish him
back, and, sometimes, when he is
recalled to that bourne from whence
he came, the sunshine Of life goes
away with him and will not return
until years have sanctifed the heart
and let the sunlight percolate again.
9SS
The man who insists that the world
owes him a living is usually a very
poor collector! As time goes on apace
he is apt to be found In the front par
Tor OF a livery stable playing checkers
with others Of the worlds creditors,
while his faithful wife is busily en-.
gagged in collecting his just dues by
chasing miscellaneous under breeches
up and down the family dashboard!
The man who has living coming to
him from this world is frequently out
Of chewing tobacco and fish hooks. He
is apt to be one OF those town prune-
grabbers who never pass a grocer's
display without taking an apple or
handful of raisins, who Is always on
hand at church sociable and was
never known to miss a free sugaring.
on or a political roast.ox function,
since the day the world first became
indebted to him. II illness keeps him
at home from an invitation to dine out,
he RECEIVERS slowly and considers the
feed a dead loss, and a mean disposi.
ton Of Providence to bar him from
claiming his rightful heritage!
Occasionally he is elected to the
office of justice OF the peace, or town
constable, in which position he con.
tinues to collect that which is due
him, even from the widows and or.
phans! In our minds eye We can see
him as though face to face. His fig.
ure is stopped from excessive reach.
ing after that he has not earned. His
clothes are Of the vintage OF 70. He
is nicotine soaked and nicotine
smoked, His teeth are foul and his
face is leathern. There Is a suspicious
odor about him that suggests he has
not bathed for at least day and a
half, He is an oracle and wlse-guy,
an excuse for independent manhood.
and a curse to dependent womanhood!
AS pattern after Shakespeare's no.
BILE man, he is about the worst that
ever happened! In other words he is
the limit"
49,
The ST. Louis papers are announcing
with considerable eclat that the Sultan
of Sulu may visit the Louisiana Pur.