The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1905-03-23
WILLIAM s 0H'S
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Williamson always complained that
he was bad sleeper. In his babyhood
the tendency exhibited itself in the
shape Of a fcndness for exercise be-
tween the hours of l and o'clock IN
the morning. AS he grew older the
somnolent characteristics of the nor
NAL boy were noticeable by their abb
sence. The sound OF rain on the roof,
q creaking door, the thought OF to-
morrow's examinations, could Danish
from him all possibility of sleep.
Mrs. Williamson's first important
lesson in her married life concerned
the sacredness Of Williamson's slum-
bers. A mother-in-law, three sisters
in.law and a maiden aunt Of her hus-
bands all united to impress on her
mind that if Charlie once fell asleep
nothing short Of domestic tragedy
was an excuse for awakening him.
His oversleeping in the morning was
to be hailed with thankfulness, as
partial atonement for the sufferlngs
of a wakeful night. All of which Mrs.
Williamson took to heart as IN duty
bound.
Williamson, junior, however, did not
prove as tractable pupil as his moth-
er. Considering his inches, he had an
extraordinary amount Of self-assur-
rance, and his bump Of reverence
seemed totally undeveloped. If he felt
. in the mood for roaring he roared re-
eardless of the hour or whose slum-
hers he disturbed. The room chosen
for the nursery was as remote as pos
sible from Williamson's sleeping room,
and here Mrs. Williamson spent many
an hour of the night in an effort 10
render the outcries of his son and heir
inaudible to her husband.
But one time when Williamson jun
ior was cutting his first teeth MS
mother had been up with him Tor
three successive nights. Then VIII
hanson made proposition that would
have astonished his mother and SIS
ters and the maiden aunt.
Looking across the table at his Wl1e,s
pretty, tired face, the dark lines OF
WEAKNESS giving new luster to her
eyes, he said, firmly: Kitty, you look
worn out Tonight you must get a
good sleep. I will look after the baby
Mrs. Williamson gasped. why,
Charlie, you won't sleep at all. The
time you usually go to sleep is just
his hour for starting in
81 can stand it for one night" said
Williamson. Then he added with
martyr-like air, Il sleep so little any
way that l might as we'll turn my
wakefulness to some account
The prospect of one night OF undls-
turbed sleep was too tempting to be re-
sisted. Mrs. Williamson yielded with
ecstatic gratitude. She retired early
that evening, having first indicted her
husband into the chief mysteries con-
nected with the care of an infant.
It seemed to her that she had hard
" fallen asleep when she was aroused
bv the vigorous lamentation of her Off
spring. Her first impulse was to go TO
her husbands assistance, but she he
roicaliy suppressed it. She would not
spoil his sacrifice. She fell asleep
again. her mind full of images OF Will
hanson heating milk and walking
the floor and grooming lullabies under
his breath to the red, wriggl!ng piece
of humanity who seemed on such occa-
sions a prey to the most bitter cynl-
cism. Occasionally through the night
she was awakened by the baby's cries,
but each time she sunk to sleep, with
the delicious consciousness that
Charlie was doing everything neces-
sary
The sun was high next morning
when Williamson bolted into his Wlfe's
room. watch in hands What time have
VOL Kitty? My watch seems to be
off,
"Why, it's O'clock" gasped Mrs.
Williamson. you've oversight. Ihen
with commiserating tenderness, Il sup
nose YOU were so worn out, poor boy
that when he gave you a chance you
lust slept regardless of everything
Williamson looked sheepish. ITO tell
the truth, 1 never remember having
had a better Sleep" he said. Il was
in TRANQUIL mood and the little fellow
seemed to feel it. He never made
sound all night"
"charlie williamson" shrieked his
wife. DO you mean to say that you
never heard that poor child? Didn't
you even feed him."
She was answered by Williamson S
-,,;,+v silence Then. as she realized