Julia.”
“P. S. Remember me to Baby—take good care of the precious darling for my sake.”
“The baby! Heavens and earth! Where is the baby then? Bridget, didn’t your lady take the baby with her this morning?”
“Oh no, sir—she took somebody she likes a great deal better than him, sir, I’m thinking.”
“But where is the dear creature? tell me this instant!” shouted the now infuriated man.
“Mercy, mercy, yer honor’s glory! But as I’m a livin’ sinner, it’s in the cradle, packed in the big box, that he is!”
MIDNIGHT, AND DAYBREAK.
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BY MRS. JOSEPH C. NEAL.