Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1906-08-01
IT MADE A BIG DIFFERENCE.
Husband Apparently Has a Right
to BuIIdOze Wife in Public


to BulIdOze Wife in Public.
Unavailingly the tired-looking little
woman in the 9th street car endeavored
to quiet the bawling. rolly-polly baby
on her lap, says the Washington Star.
The baby roared and jabbed its fingers
into its eyes and kicked and sprawIed
and gasped and choked and spluttered,
and then roared some more. Each one
OF its roars was SO protracted that it
seemed to some Of the less experienced
passengers that the baby was never 90
ing to get its breath again in this or
in any other life.
The tired-looking little mother of the
fat baby tried every old dodge known
to mothers to get the kid to pipe down.
She chucked it under the chin and told
1t to look at the horsies out OF the win
dow and to look at the ''pittie title dog
gie," and pressed it close and crooned
to It, and held to it in arms length and
sung out loud to it and handled it and
went through all the rest of the baby
soothing repertoire.
But it was all no go. The baby kept
right on roaring with all its might
Must be q pin sticking it, some Of
the women in the car said to each
other.
"All the kid wants is drink of wa
ter and an automobile and a silk hand
kcrchief and seven or eight thousand
dollars in nickels," one of the bachelor
male passengers growled to his CON-
panion.
The stern-lOoking man sitting right
alongside the tired-looking mother of
the baby at length seemed to lose his
patience. He had been looking straight
ahead of him, with a heavy scowl on
his features. Now he leaned over the
mother Of the squawking infant.
'Say, look a-here," he said In a
rough, grating voice, ''it's pretty near
time for that kid to cut out its holler-
ing, see? Just you shut him up, that's
ALL"
Now, this sounded like a queer way
for man to talk to the tired-looking
mother of a squealing baby, no matter
how much annoyed the speaker Of such
words might be.
And the passengers looked upon the
matter in this light, too. A moment
before they had all been grumbling and
growing over the yowling Of the you're
one. But now that the mother was adj
dressed in such a rough tone by the
grouchy looking man in the seat next
to her they all switched directly over
to the mothers side.
Say, that's fresh guy, amt he?"
the men said. where does he butt in
here, anyhow? Die hear the way he
addressed that poor little woman? That
duck needs a jolt on the jaw; that's
what he needs"
''Why, the very idea of him talking
that way to that woman" was the way
the woman passengers expressed it.
did you ever in all your born daysf
The impotence Of him. He Just talked
to that woman with the baby like per
feet brute"
But the grouchy looking man sitting
alongside the woman with the yelling
baby didn't seem to be bothered BY
these remarks. He leaned over to the
tired-looking mother again as the young
one continued to bawl and he said to
her In rasping voice:
'Now, you hear what I'm saying.
don't you? You'd better keep that kid
quiet or there'll be something doing
around here, that's ALL"
The passengers were again fairly
amazed and two men across The aisle
were just upon the point Of getting up
and saying things to the grouchy look
ing individual when the mothef Of the
bowling young one looked UP at him.
"But, Eddie, my dear, what in the
wide world am 1 going to do with
him?" she said to the grouchy man.
Then all hands settled back in their
seats and looked somewhere else.
"Oh," they all appeared to be saying
to themselves.
For it was perfectly obvious to them
that the grouchy man was the young
ones dad and the tired-loolzing little
mothers husband, and, presumably, It
appeared equally obvious TO them that,
as her husband, the man had a perfect
right to bulldoze her in public Just as
much as he pleased.