Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-06-09

, the two circular, pale-blue orbs. l
am fairly strong man, and not, !
hope, of neurotic temperament; but
began to feel as if l must scream.
was quite certain the baby was going
tC.
/ At last, by supreme effort of will
managed to look away from the
basilisk eyes. Sinking back in my
chair. | gazed into the fire. What was
! l TO do? 1t must be amused, or il
would summon assistance. Should
recite TO it? Should l dance before
it, Ike the daughter of Herodias?
Should l display the contents Of my
pockets? Should should
We'll, stupid!'
Shocked suddenly out of my drowsy
reverie, turned sharply round. What
was this? Surely that could not have
been the baby speaking. And yet
the voice l noted, too, an extraerdi-
nary change in its face. Could it
be?
All doubts fed as it showed its
three teeth in what was Enthusiastically
a sardonic grin.
Didn't expect this, eh?" it said.
We'll, know it's against all the rules,
but really you were making me des-
perate. It's a jolly hard job, let me
tell you, for us babies at all times to
/ keep our feelings under CONTROL and
now and then can't help boiling over.
Here are you, put in this room for the
express purpose of amusing me, and
here am |, come down from the nurs-
! cry especially TO give you a trial,
when | ald my friend"-it waved the
ninepin-"were quite happy as we
were; and what happens? You sit
glazing at me for ten minutes like
+ like that bruit of a Golliwog keep up
stairs, and then you tegia doing over
the fire for all the world as if you'd
just had couple Of ounces OF food.
And you expect me to say nothing"
During this harangue, which it
delivered with great heat, am afraid
| sat looking at it with an air of super
faction not calculated TO raise me in
its esteem; for, after pausing to take
breath, it went volubly on, it its queer,
high-pitched voice:
rs there anything at all wrong with
my appearance? or why are you star
ing ike that? Upon my word, |
seem to have come into a peculiar
world, All lunatics-every single one.
| really thought my father took the
Tusk for weakness Of intellect; he sits
grinning at me till | fee! as if never
wanted another tooth in my head. But
he can make himself useful now and
then. He can sing a good song-no
doubt you's heard him give Baby
Bunting and Ride a Cock Horse and
other old favorites-and he can, gen
orally speaking, make himself fairly
entertaining when he chooses. But
you.-you've no more fun in you than
my boot. Its pity you haven't a
little of the family genius for making
yourself agreeable
"Ah," said, relieved to be able to
get in a remark. Then you know I'm
your mothers brother"
well, | should hope So. it retorted
still in strongly aggressive manner
Did you think l was born blind, like
the nursery kitten? could recognize
that silly look about the mouth any
where. For simple unvarnished fool
ishness, give me my mother, any day
in the week, Do you know what
heard her saying only yesterday
Told the nurse she thought my father
! resembled me slightly. She didn't
put it quite in those words-poor
thing! ! often think she hardly knows
what she is saying-but it came to
that Now, ask you, would any sane
woman have suggested such a thing
Have ! prickles all round my face
every morning? Have / got gums
like a box of dominoes9 Is my hair