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Show The Baby Carriage Fiend Can be seen everywhere in the street, at the church, on the cars and at all ' the lectures, in every direction, cris-! cris-! crossing, wheeling and whirling, single, in pairs and by platoons, with body extended to an almost horizontal horizon-tal position, streamers fluttering and eyes fiied on every point of the com- pass, except the one to which she ie 1 driving her infantile perambulating vehicle, always aiming at the largest crowd, utterly regardless of tho comfort and convenience of foot pa-songers especially of clumsy males who, unfortunately, are not provided with any defensive armor. On comes the baby -carriage, and woe-betide woe-betide the unlucky wight who, letting let-ting his curiosity get the better of his judgment, gazes at the attractions in the store windows as ho passes along. Crash, bang up against the poor fellow's fel-low's shins, the vehicle is driven, with all the force trie feminine propeller pro-peller can muster. The little tootsy, poolsy in the carriage screams, the perambulator driver elevates her nose, flutters her sireamers, tries to annihilate the individual who had the temerity to supposo that he had a riglittoat least a portion of the sidewalk, and as she rushes past her victim who is rubbing his shins and trying to dodge the succeeding wave uf bjbj carriages, makes the remark: "I guess that great big gawkey will l;ei p out of the way liexi time." Tin te is talk of the city council being petitioned to set apart three or four s'ret ts for the exclusive use of these urivir.H of perambulators. |