The sad-faced passionate-eyed boy

Chapter two:

The day of the birth; of the sad-faced passionate-eyed boy:

 

And the townsfolk gathered fot the untimely arrival of this baby, at the home of Gabriel and Florence Rumsdale, at Sherman’s St. no. 12. The arc of the pale mellow moon saw the first cry of the baby of Gabriel and Florence, five days before the expected due birth, at the exact hour of three a.m. in the early morning of July 18th, 1748. Florence cried relief in the hands of Gabriel and from her legs, while still spread wide and bloody, came the astonishing cry of just one simple, and very short cry of their baby boy. And that was all. He was silent after that.

And as the priest lifted the fragile and warm little body of this docile birth, he kissed the child’s forehead and said, “God bless thee, little child, from the arms of god and now upon ours. On this day we celebrate god’s work yet once more.” And the newborn pissed into the priest’s face. And in god’s name was the child named, Gabriel Rumsdale Junior, after his father, and in his like. Everyone was joyed.