The Birmingham age-herald., 1912-09-15

ing so bewitched by a baby that the loving parent wants everybody in the world to hear the clever sayings of the youngster, and in the attempt to pass them on, so misrepresent the little Pink Innocent. that the listener feels a retro- spective sympathy and understanding for Herod, when he stood Sponsor for the most horrible deed in sacred history.
 But there is one thing no one of us who knows may deny or dispute. and that is, among the PORES of the world, a little child has no place.
 One may suffer the tortures of Hades by having the parent in a "kittenish" and juvenile mood, try to retail the clever sayings of Jamie, or the antics of Jane, but meet these same two Riddles" on their native heath-the nursery-or the back stairs-and you'd be held fascinated by their deviltry and daring, and clever ness and cuteness.
 You'd adore them in five minutes and leave them with deep rooted sympathy because their PARENTS were so stupid as to try to initiate them.
 You cant even warm over-not the cleverest imitator can do this-the cute speech of a kid, and have it keep it's native simplicity and first appeal
 
 It was James Whitcomb Riev who dis covered that there are no bad children.
 Those he declares, that are not good are just the ones who are not under stood
 In the same degree there are no cruel children-some may seem to be little devils until we see the other side of their case; there is always two sides, even when d parent is mistreated by a child. A man, who hated above all things in life the 10-months-old infant son of d friend of his, told me a story that may il- lustrate what I am trying to tell. The crusty old bachelor had been tho victim of a father whose son had reached the "goo-goo' stage.
 The young man had to be amused in the evenings, and the father just wished the bachelor might see him some night. but that was too terrible for the crusty old bach to even contemplate, until one even- ing Fate intervened.
 He was overtaken by terrible storm and had to seek shelter at the house of his friend who owned the baby. The youngster was brought out to be in- spected.
 How the bachelor looked him over coming and going, above and about, both pro and con.
 The fond mother and father didn't | notice it; the baby DID. It was late in the night when the bachelor was awakened by queer noises. Dozens of pigons seemed to be cooing | and billing in the next room. There was splashing and tnkling of glasses.
 Hastily dressing he crept quietly to the room from which emerged the sounds. What he saw changed his whole opinion. There in the middle of his little cradle sat the bald headed. chubby listed, pink Ax. s.t- around and around. walked the family in ession-grandmother auntie, ''Nuncie darlng," mother. nurse. and father lead- ing the merry band. pouring water out of one glass into another one held high making a gurling noise like a young Mi agara Falls, while the other cooed tho accompaniment.
 The bachelor, thinking that 1is friend and all the whole D. family had lost their minds, stepped in and asked the meaning. m The 'grown-ups" were too ashamed to answer. but the ''Kiddie' looked straight at the bachelor. and asked in wordess sort of way, if he didn't think that was a good way to get even with the family.
 The father volunteered that the baby was spoiled-that they'd started that. sort of thing one evening in spirit of fun. and that they had to keep it up ever more, and so what were they to do?
 The old bachelor gave tho youngster rather a comradely tap on the shoulder and said:
 "Old man. you need mans society. Lets send all these crazy old ladies to bed, including your father. and let me trot you to sleep"
 Which he did laying the "irresistablc bore, as he'd dubbed the baby. face downward across his bachelor knees. and tc a rousing tune of we'll moderated lo- months-old slaps had him sound asleep ill 15 minutes.
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