Judge — February 24, 1917 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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but yawn and stretch on the slow-moving “accommodation” train, Bagg- ley leaned forward and said to a woman who had a baby of very tender years in her arms, “How old is your baby?” “How old would you say he is?” she replied, with evident eagerness to do a little talking on her own account, “T would say that he is about a year old.” “That’s the way it always is. Folks always guess him older than he is. I suppose that it is because he is so large for his size. Well, he’s only eleven months and two days old. And he’s forward in everything. I guess you never heard a child of his age talk the way he does. Say ‘nice day’ for the gentleman, baby.” a, na,”’ gurgled forth the baby. | “There! I told you he could say say that ever since he was seven months old, say a lot more things. “Now baby, say ‘mama's boy’ for the gentleman, say it, darling.” “Na, na.” “Hear that! My sister has a baby sixteen months old that doesn’t talk as well as my baby does. He just seems to be listening to what you are saying and then tries to say it himself. Sometimes I worry for fear his brain is growing faster than his body. “Now baby, say ‘papa home’ for the gentleman. He that so plainly.” “Ba ha,” said the baby, as he tried to plant one fist in the eye of his mother. “Hear that! Along about six o’clock ev to say that for he knows that his papa w o'clock’ for the gentleman, baby. will. Say it, darling. He can if— a ta; nan interrupted the baby. “That’s a darling. He said not only ‘six o'clock’ but ‘daddy come.’ Sometimes he adds that, but not always. I am glad he did to-day for some people think that a child of his age cannot say, o'clock. Daddy come.’ But you have heard for yourself that he can do it. “Now tell the gentleman who you love best in all the world. Tell him that.” “Boo-boo-bah.”” “He means you, docs he?” asked Baggley. “Mercy, no! He means you! That is a cunning way of answering when we ask him who he loves best. Didn’t you see him look at you with that little twinkle in his ey He has a real sense of humor. One day when my husband was laugh- He has been able to And he can day he begins soon be home. y it. He can if IMPLY because he was nate ee S tired of doing nothing | AN INFANTILE PRODIGY By PAUL CREIGHTON 2 ama ene ing and he had said, ‘How funny that the baby said it right after him. Won't you say, ‘How funny that is’ for the gentleman. Say it. “Na na num.” “Did you ever? He seems to be able to say almost anything he wants to. As I say, it worries me some for fear his brain is developing to the detriment of his body, but I don’t know any way of holding him back.” caw ant A Bull Movement Mrs, Meekton—I am sorry you are ill, Henry, and I hope you'll soon be yourself a Mr. Meckton—M. Henrietta, inasmuch as hopes do not transfer any majority stock in matri- mony, couldn't you sce your way clear to hope a little bit stronger? The Trouble The trouble with the age of discretion is that it is so advanced. Man—What does the naughty little boy who took your candy look like? Little girl—H-his coat is torn, an’ his face is all scratched, an’ he ain't got n-no cap! comicbooks.com