The baby, too, was hit off to perfection, having been made by Mivins, who proved himself a genius in such matters.

Its head was a ball of rags covered with brown leather, and two white bone buttons with black spots in the centre did duty for its eyes.
The first thing Whackinta did on coming forward was to deposit the baby on the snow with its head downwards by mistake, whereat it began to scream vociferously.

This scream was accomplished by Davie Summers creeping below the stage and putting his mouth to a hole in the flooring close to which the baby's head lay.

Davie's falsetto was uncommonly like to a child's voice, and the effect was quite startling.

Of course Whackinta tried to soothe it, and failing in this she whipped it, which caused it to yell with tenfold violence.