The Caxtons: A Family Picture

'Sir-sir, it is a boy! «a boy», said my father, looking up from his book, and evidently much puzzled: «what is a boy?» Now my father did not mean by that interrogatory to challenge philosophical inquiry, nor to demand of the honest but unenlightened woman who had just rushed into his study, a solution of that mystery, physiological and psychological, which has puzzled so many curioussages, and lie...