All this while during the christening Mr. Johns kept standing on one leg and blowing his nose rather hard, he didn't have to say much tho he looked rather embarassed. When it was all over they took their departure and went home in the carraige, but poor Mr. Hose parted with a good deal of his pence, because little boys kept running after his carraige and would not go away without a copper or so. "As we are passing the confectioners" said Mr. Hose to his wife, "we might tell them to send up a nice sugar cake in honour of baby's Xning. "Oh yes we might do that" said his wife, scratching her head to show off her net which was carefully covering her knob behind. They arrived home at last and had the beautiful Xning cake between them for tea. CHAPTER 4 ENGAGING THE NURSERY GOVERNESS "Do you know my dear" said Mr. Hose to his wife one morning at breakfast "what I was thinking of doing?" "No" said his wife looking very surprised, "What is it." "Well" he said "I was thinking of getting a nursery governess." "A nursery Governess" said his wife "Why the baby isn't old enough to have one yet, remember it's only 6 months old." "Well" said Mr. Hose "I was thinking of getting one because only think to yourself how very useful she would be, she could help us in the evening when baby was in bed and besides that she could look after baby and he would get used to her before it was time to be taught." "Oh yes" said his wife "now I see what you mean it would be a very good thing. You and I must go and see Madam Toinette about one in London tomorrow." When breakfast was over, they went into the drawing room and Mrs. H. began knitting a pr. of socks for her short coated boy, and her husband curled himself up in an arm chair and smoked to a low degree. "I say Lizzie eh! why shouldn't we go to London today eh?" (he was rather a cockney man.) "Yes we can go today, I don't see what harm it could do. We'll go in the afternoon then." "Right you are," said the husband, "I'll change my clothes" he said as he retired to his bedroom and his wife continued to knit the pair of socks she was knitting for her baby. Presently just after the dinner-bell had rung, down came Mr. Hose from his bedroom looking like a duke instead of a mere Mr. "I say wife do you think I look nice. I have been such a long time dressing do you know what I've put on clean?"