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I took leave of the baby early the next morning in Sylvester's cabin, and, out of respect to Pomposo's feelings, rode by without any postscript of expression.But the night before I had made Sylvester solemnly swear, that, in the event of any separation between himself and Baby, it should revert to me."At the same time," he had added, "it's only fair to say that I don't think of dying just yet, old fellow; and I don't know of any thing else that would part the cub and me."Two months after this conversation, as I was turning over the morning's mail at my office in San Francisco, I noticed a letter bearing Sylvester's familiar hand.But it was post-marked "Stockton," and I opened it with some anxiety at once.Its contents were as follows:--"O FRANK!--Don't you remember what we agreed upon anent the baby?

Well, consider me as dead for the next six months, or gone where cubs can't follow me,--East.I know you love the baby; but do you think, dear boy,--now, really, do you think you COULD be a father to it? Consider this well.You are young, thoughtless, well-meaning enough; but dare you take upon yourself the functions of guide, genius, or guardian to one so young and guileless? Could you be the Mentor to this Telemachus? Think of the temptations of a metropolis.Look at the question well, and let me know speedily;for I've got him as far as this place, and he's kicking up an awful row in the hotel-yard, and rattling his chain like a maniac.Let me know by telegraph at once.

"SYLVESTER.

"P.S.--Of course he's grown a little, and doesn't take things always as quietly as he did.He dropped rather heavily on two of Watson's 'purps' last week, and snatched old Watson himself bald headed, for interfering.You remember Watson? For an intelligent man, he knows very little of California fauna.How are you fixed for bears on Montgomery Street, I mean in regard to corrals and things? S.

"P.P.S.--He's got some new tricks.The boys have been teaching him to put up his hands with them.He slings an ugly left.S."I am afraid that my desire to possess myself of Baby overcame all other considerations; and I telegraphed an affirmative at once to Sylvester.When I reached my lodgings late that afternoon, my landlady was awaiting me with a telegram.It was two lines from Sylvester,--"All right.Baby goes down on night-boat.Be a father to him.

S."

It was due, then, at one o'clock that night.For a moment I was staggered at my own precipitation.I had as yet made no preparations, had said nothing to my landlady about her new guest.

I expected to arrange every thing in time; and now, through Sylvester's indecent haste, that time had been shortened twelve hours.

Something, however, must be done at once.I turned to Mrs.Brown.

I had great reliance in her maternal instincts: I had that still greater reliance common to our sex in the general tender-heartedness of pretty women.But I confess I was alarmed.Yet, with a feeble smile, I tried to introduce the subject with classical ease and lightness.I even said, "If Shakspeare's Athenian clown, Mrs.Brown, believed that a lion among ladies was a dreadful thing, what must"-- But here I broke down; for Mrs.

Brown, with the awful intuition of her sex, I saw at once was more occupied with my manner than my speech.So I tried a business brusquerie, and, placing the telegram in her hand, said hurriedly, "We must do something about this at once.It's perfectly absurd;but he will be here at one to-night.Beg thousand pardons; but business prevented my speaking before"--and paused out of breath and courage.

Mrs.Brown read the telegram gravely, lifted her pretty eyebrows, turned the paper over, and looked on the other side, and then, in a remote and chilling voice, asked me if she understood me to say that the mother was coming also.

"Oh, dear no!" I exclaimed with considerable relief."The mother is dead, you know.Sylvester, that is my friend who sent this, shot her when the baby was only three days old." But the expression of Mrs.Brown's face at this moment was so alarming, that I saw that nothing but the fullest explanation would save me.

Hastily, and I fear not very coherently, I told her all.

She relaxed sweetly.She said I had frightened her with my talk about lions.Indeed, I think my picture of poor Baby, albeit a trifle highly colored, touched her motherly heart.She was even a little vexed at what she called Sylvester's "hard-heartedness."Still I was not without some apprehension.It was two months since I had seen him; and Sylvester's vague allusion to his "slinging an ugly left" pained me.I looked at sympathetic little Mrs.Brown;and the thought of Watson's pups covered me with guilty confusion.

Mrs.Brown had agreed to sit up with me until he arrived.One o'clock came, but no Baby.Two o'clock, three o'clock, passed.It was almost four when there was a wild clatter of horses' hoofs outside, and with a jerk a wagon stopped at the door.In an instant I had opened it, and confronted a stranger.Almost at the same moment, the horses attempted to run away with the wagon.

The stranger's appearance was, to say the least, disconcerting.

His clothes were badly torn and frayed; his linen sack hung from his shoulders like a herald's apron; one of his hands was bandaged;his face scratched; and there was no hat on his dishevelled head.

To add to the general effect, he had evidently sought relief from his woes in drink; and he swayed from side to side as he clung to the door-handle, and, in a very thick voice, stated that he had "suthin" for me outside.When he had finished, the horses made another plunge.

Mrs.Brown thought they must be frightened at something.

"Frightened!" laughed the stranger with bitter irony."Oh, no!

Hossish ain't frightened! On'y ran away four timesh comin' here.

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