Year: 1869

In one OF the street-cars Of the


metropolis, few evenings since;


was a lady with a baby.


One of the blue-eyed, growing


happy babies, disarranging it's


white robes, and rumpling it's


blue ribbons with all the abandon


Of a baby that is secure in ever.


fresh supplies, both Of love and
clothes. The mother was evident
ly a stranger to the other ladies


in the car; yet all of them smiled


when they looked in her direction;
and many of them spoke to her
and seemed to love her for the
sake of the beautiful child.


/ The opening instinct of woman.
hood seems to be the love Of the
babies, and the girl must be q very
little one who does not want a doll
to which she can play the sweet
part of mother. The depth and
purpose Of the instinct are re-
vealed to US in the petition Of the
little miss Of FIVE years, who hap
pens te be an only child-"Mam.
ma, want baby to play with, d
meat baby, mamma"


No kinder blessing was ever be-
slowed, than in the close of Fanny
FERNS letter to the then newly.
married Princess Royal Of Eng.
land: "And when, brightest Of
all others, the crown Of maternity
shall descend upon your youthful
brow, God grant you that incest
of all places on earth to cry in
mothers bosom!"


Yet, while the instinct Of ma-
ternity is peculiar to woman, and
marks her sex more plainly than
rounded limbs or gentle manners,
it is not to women and girls alone
that the love Of babies is confined.


It was once the lot Of the writer
to dwell in the white tents Of
Camp Harrison, in Georsia, in the
lower part of the State, where FAM
lilies are always far between, and
much more so in war times. For
long weeks we had not seen q 10.
man or child. ... ......l


At last the railroad through the
Camp was repaired, and in the
first train there was q lady, with
such q wide-awake, kicking baby,
as the latter one of the metropolis.
Some hundreds of rough soldiers
were around the cars, and Captain
Story of the 57th Infantry was the
biggest and toughest among them,
if We may judge of the tree BY it's
bark.


The lady with the baby in her
arms was looking from a window,
and be took off his hat and said,
Madam, I will give you FIVE dol
lars, if you will let me kiss that
baby" One look at his bearded
face told her that there was no.
thing bad in it, and, saying, with
d pleased laugh, Il do not charge:
anything for kissing my baby 1T:
was handed over. The little one
was not afraid, and the bushy whis.
kers, an eighth of an ell long, was
just the playhouse it had been
looking for.


More than one kiss did tho Cap
tain get from the little red lips,
and there was energy in the hug
Of the little round arms. Then
other voices said, "Pass him over
here, Cap" and before the train
was ready to move, half q hundred
men had kissed the baby. 1t was
on it's best behavior, and kicked,
and tugged at whiskers, as only q
happy 3aby can. 1t was an event:
OF the campaign and one giant Of
a mountaineer, who strobe past ug
with tread like 8 mammoth, but
with tear dimmed eyes and quiv-
ering lips, said, by George; it
makes me feel and act like q fool:
but I've got one just like it at
home" ".


Other lands have owned the
power of this young Immortality,
and the Hindoo halls the little
stranger with the words. young
child, as thou hast entered the
world in tears when all around thee
smiled, 30 live as to leave the
world in smiles while all around
thee weep"