Rensselaer Republican, Volume 18, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 15 July 1886 — He Hates Kids. [ARTICLE]

He Hates Kids.

“I hate kids,” he said. “Why?” “I think they ought to be locked up in asylums tift they are old enough to take care of themselves. If it hadn’t been for a kid—well—it might have been ” “What?” “I loved this kid’s mother. She was a rich and beautiful widow, and I was madly in love with her. I was actual ly contemplating—in fact, I had just got to the point of putting the delicate question. We were in the drawingroom. The kid was playing in the corner. Forgetting all about that, I put my arms fervently around the widow’s waist and implanted a passionate kiss upon her lips, when the kid started up and rushed at me. ‘Don’t you kill my mamma!’ and ran screaming into the kitchen, calling for the servants.” “That didn’t have ” “What 1 Marry a widow with a child like that! But the worst came a few nights after. I called at the house. There were several ladies there, and the kid was being petted all around. Of course the widow was all right, but that confounded child deliberately

turned her' back upon me. I didn’t mind that; but the mother, to be nice, said: “ ‘You darling child, don’t you know Mr. Y fc *Oh, yes,’ said the imp, very pertly; *Oh, yes, I know you; yon are the man that bited my mamma.’ I need not—l could not —describe the effect,”— San Francisco Chronicle.