Show A sleeping car episode hush my babe lis liestol UPI ll ani ana slumber wai what wha a drummer sang 0 seno reno gazette last even evening ing after no I 1 had arrived from the west three knights of the grip were seated in in one of renos hotel saloons discussing the relative merits of a night i cap ere retiring and one of them a genial fellow representing a ban san francisco clothing firm after lighting his cigar leaned across the table and addressing his comrades 8 said boys I 1 want to tell yon you a story but ill warn you theres no laugh in it go ahead old man rejoined one of the boy boys if its new well dispense with the laugh well night before last I 1 took the sleeper at los angeles Angele sand and soon managed to get in a c corn fordable for table position for sleeping the sleep of the innocent when tho the silence was broken by the shrill screams of a child whose pale faced father had taken a seat in the car at the last station and as the yells rose louder and louder the weary passengers began to express their opinion in language more forcible than polite as tu to people who traveled with a equalling brat with lungs like a fog horn born for nearly fifteen minutes the baby kept up a constant scream and the passengers se were about waiting upon the conductor to obtain some relief from this unwarranted disturbance turbaned tur bance cd of their peaceful slumbers when the father of the child left his bunk and with the poor little yelling mite in bis his arms walked slowly up and down the narrow aise while chileon wh ileon on either eido side a number of tired drummers began to make hostile demonstrations in the form of curses curies both loud and deep at last one old fellow jim taylor you remember him a drummer for a wholesale liquor house in new york stuck his head out from between the curtains which bung hung in front of his bed and said my friend why in h 1 dont you take taked 4 that child to its mammy shell be ablo able to give him what he wants the father continued his hi walk to tho the other end ot of the car before replying and then on returning he said would to god I 1 could sir air his ilia mammy is in tha the baggage car ahead and I 1 1 am fakir taking g her back to her old fathers home so saying the young widower walked on down the isle trying in in vain to soothe the poor tired b babe abe while the curses and threat which had been burled buried at the motherless child were suddenly discontinued and a few minutes later the old drummer I rummer was heard beard to eay may young ma man just let me take that baby for a minute im a father myself and know how to handle cm em and soon after the transfer was made the remaining knights of the road were listening with misty eyes to that familiar song of their child hood days hush my babe lie still and a slumber umber and soon the tired sobs grew grow fainter and fainter and when at last silence fell around the weary travelers many a calloused heart bad had been touched and quickened i and many an eye that nr for long years bad had been dry was that night overflowed with withe tears at the memories awakened b by that sobbing little motherless cladd ch ud and the old drummers lont long forgotten lullabye lul lubye hush my ba babe e lie still and slumber A silence fell on the group sitting around the table when ono one 9 f them arose and said ito to the story teller well gus that is new an and yet ita its the old old story you on irrigate with and eo so saying fed led the way to the bar where a toast was draak silently eilent ly to the motherless babe labe |