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To-day's Short Story. ii ♦ JIM'S WA!F. diM'S WAIF. Down at Long Branch, on a warm summer day, a young man was enjoying himself in the surf together -with two or three com- panions. Jim swam remarkably well, an-d delighted his friends and the company at la.rge by some of his performances. Among others who watched him from the beach was a poor woman with a baby. At last, as he brought one girl back whom he had been teaching to swim, she beckoned to him. Young man," said she, could you not kindly take my little baby out and give her a dip in the surf? She is puny, and it.would help her," But John shook his head and looked at the child. I'm afraid of babies," he said. Never held one in my life. It might slip out of my hands and drown. Mo, I guess not,' said the woman. You can't hurt it, and the surf bathing would help the little dear." Jim hesitated, then he looked at the small, peaked face. Give me the little dear," said he. But don't you budge, for if the young one should Squall I am going to bring it back to you." "It won't squall," said the woman. "It's not afraid." The young man took the child cautiously, as though it was made of glass and might go to pieces in his hands, but it did not. Neither did it cry. So he waded off with it, graapin.g it tightly. At last he resolved to give it a gentle immersion. Far from being frightened, the baby seemed pleased, and even ventured en a mild laugh. Jim now returned to the beach and proffered it to its mother. The kid seemed pleased," he said, It laughed." Poor dear," said the woman,. She has been very sick. Young gentleman, your bath has been a God-eend to her. Now you see you can't hurt her, couldn't you give her another dip ?" After a little persuasion, Jim agreed, and went off with the ba.by. This time he joined his companions, and amueed himself with now dipping, now floating the child on his hand. After a time he wearied of this sport, and returned to the beach to give the child to its mother. But she was nowhere to be found! Horrified, the young fellow ran up and down the beach, unmindful of his scanty bathing suit, anxiously inquiring. "Where's the mother of this child?" No oody knew. Then everybody began to make merry at his expense. "Made you a present?" cried one. A handsome legacy, said another. Hello, Jim," crisd his companions, who, seeing the commotion, had come ashore, what's up?" "That wretched woman has vanished." You were green indeed, to take the brat," said they. I'll drop it very soon," cried Jim, setting it down on the sand. No, you don't either." said the police- man on duty. This beach is not to be made a foundling hospital." But I don't want this baby," remonstrated Jim. "Can't help it. Take it up." And Jim was forced to obey. You can take it back to town and carry it to some charitable institution." the official designed to suggest. "What could have become of the accursed W()mam? cried Jim in wild despair. Nobody knew; nobody had seen her walk away. Everybody thought it a fine joke and everybody laughed—except the baby. Jim had taken it up a little roughly and it began to cry. t The young man looked about him, full of horror. Ladies," cried he, approaching a group of women. "For goodness' sake, ladies, take tnis thing! I can't do anything with it! But the ladies, with one consent, refused. No, indeed; they would not touch it!" Wildly, the young man ran up and down the beach. The strange woman was nowhere to be seen. Come, Jim," said his companions, "time we were dressing to go back to town." "Certainly; but wha-t am I to do with this -t"-thiiag-whiie I dress?" I know," cried one kind friend; we'll teave it at the dressing room after you have dressed." Jim eagerly agreed to this, but the man in charge blocked that little game. Say, sir," said Jim, I'll just leave this little one out here while I go in and drese." No, you won't either," said the man. You take it in with you. Jim set the screaming child down on the floor while he made his toilet. Confound it!" He torn his wet hair with rage. "Hush. you brat!" But it yelled the louder. "Oh, my goodness, this is dreadful!" "Jim!" cried his friend from the next room; "can't you make it hh? Muffle it in a wet towel." "I wish to goodness I did know how they do stop them up! Deuce take that woman! Where are my shoes? Get off my shoes! to the helpless baby. He pulled out the shoes and roiled it on its side. "There now! It's fallen on my coat! He continued to hitnt up the different articles of attire on which the baby seemed to have a special faculty of falling, while it screamed so that it made his ears ring and iris head ache. I declare this thing is enough to run one mM At last he was dressed, and sauntered out. Go back, sir, and get the child," said the dressing-room keeper. I won't," said Jim. "I'm not going to lug it to town." You shan't leave it here. Til call a policeman and have you arrested if you <ion t take it right up and get away from here." Remembering his late encounter with that official, Jim angrily obeyed. When they learned that he had to take it with him to town, his oompan-ione all for- sook him and fled. No saeeier was he on the boat than Jim deposited his charge on the sofa in the cabin, and hid himself .in a remote part of the steamer. But one of the boat officials hunted him up. How dare you, you unnatural fellow, jesert your baby?" It's not my baby," cried the badgered ijiin. How not yours, when you brought it on the boat?" I-its- Don't its me. Go this instant and get it, or I'll have you arrested when we reach town." The wretched Jim was forced to obey, and resume his hated load amid the jeers and jokes of the passengers who had been his lei low-bathers on the beach. By this time the enraged baby had become unmanageable. It screamed with rage, and .refusing to sit down, stiffened itself so that it slid off his knee. The wretched young man was ready by this time to throw it overboard. Suddenly, some one touched his arm, and, turning, he saw a. young lady in deep mourning. Here, let me hold your baby for you," feaid she. Oh, thajik you, madam. God bless you," cried the wretched Jim. She made room ifor him on the seat beside her. Mind, Gertrude," said a lady on the side of her, "he may run off and leave you in the lurch." No. I expect not," said the lady, half- smilimg. She took the hapless baby, and as she set it on her lap, to Jim's astonishment, it ceaaed crying. "Poor little crea-ture! said she. wiping its tear-swined face with her handkerchief. Them she tried to straighten out its clothes. "Why, it's wringing wet! Jim horrBMily explained the situation. How shameful! I heard those men laugh- ing abyut it," motioning towards a group wataiim,g them. Yes, the wretches! I feel like fighting the whole lot." "This child is hungry," and, opening her lunch basket, the lady took out a piece of soft bread and fed it to the baby with the ieniaiifi<ier of a bottle of cold tea. Thus comforted, the waif began to Look about, and its joy was complete when its benefactress gave it a chicken bone to suck, a.fter getting Jim to scrape it clean with his pocket-knife. In its rapture it began to ooo, and its new friend replied to its remarks in baby talk. "YotJ certainly know all about babies," said the delighted Jim. "I've lost mine, an4 the remembrance of my darling makes my heart go out to all ;,es, she eai a other babies," she said. "Oh cried Jim eagerly; "then wouldn't you like to take this one?- "No, indeed" cried she, pushing it off- "X" one can ever take my Annie's place." "No, to be sure, madam," said the young JDaoD. hastily. "Of course not; it wae brutal l of me to suggest it. But please help me 1 with this one till we get to town." Wh-en the boat landed at the wharf the baby was fast asleep. Wrapping it well in the old shawl, she laid it in his arms. He held it gingerly, and then took his way over the gangway to the elevated road. After some thought he determined to go home and let his mother arrange with some charitable institute for its reception the next day. The horror of the parents when the young man came in on them with his strange burden language fails to depict. "Why. Jim!" exclaimed .his mother, "You young dog," muttered his father. Poor bov," cried hi.3 mother, as he hur- riedly told his tale. Well, who would have thought you such a fool?" said his father. "Don't speak cf it!" said Jim. "But this is a lesson to me. I'll never touch another baby as long as I live." Come, come," cried his mother, make no rash promises." She now took the waif in hand and fixed it off comfortably for the night. The next day a rich and childless friend, calling and hearing the story, determined to adopt the baby. This was years ago. The waif is now a tall girl in her teens, and very pretty. Jim is still unmarried, and is still called a young man. And he takes a lively interest in the waif.

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