The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1880-04-16

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him, he delivered piercing yell, and
some dishes that broke. .Waiter, said
! Mrs. Randolph, take the honey away
sat this the boy beat first the air,
then his mothers face. She turned red
and pale by turns, and hunted my
pockets. A knife, a peneil-case, loose
change, a watch G tick, tick }, and like
seductions were displayed in vain
Finally found bit Of chocolate in sill
yer paper. What's that, Robbiep''
Robbie stopped short in his pleasant
exercise, and answered promptly:
Choclit. I want it,
50 It's too early in the morning for
sweets said the mother. Robbie shall
have it by-and-bye.'
Moo. Now yelled the boy.
! made the bonbon disappear into
the air juggler fashion, and the cherub
sulked with finger in his mouth.
Hes a lovely bos,' | said to the
mother.
"sHe's his mammals blessing, she
answered. fondly. Robbie, speak to
the nice gentleman
"s No, won't, responded the bless
| ing, IN tone of smothered brutality,
| like an infantile Bill Sykes.
"' Robbie, said I, don't you want to
ride pretty pink pony with a blue
tail, ehp'
ssTllis novel proposition made him
thoughtful 3 moment; then, eying me
with a settled hatred, hs answered,
/ No, ] don't; want choclit.'
So Mothers lamb shall have ehoco-
late by-and- bye said Mrs. Randolph.
and kissed him in manner perfectly
distracting to the man who adored her.
Whereat he grabbed an earring, and
/ cruelty held her graceful head at arm 8
| length.
Robbie, darling, you make mamma
cry she said, persuasively.
The young pirate held on, however,
until his Uncle Russell caught the little
arm and shook it, with Hi! hi! young
rascal, let co.
BE careful; don't hurt him. said
Mrs. Randolph, with great warmth and
decision
80 Won't leggo won't ieggo r
screamed Robbie, until the yelling,
struggling mass of embroidery, bare
knees, and yellow curls was handed
over to Marie, the bonre, who carried il
up stairs. Robbie WON'T Robbie
won'tr reaching us in grateful diminu
endo.
Mrs. Randolph and took a stroll
| by the lake. Ny little son is very ner-
vous and sensitive she remarked, but
very afectionate.'
And such 81 child is a atreasure when
properly governed, ventured, with
discreet emphasis.
He has never been punished, she
said. His spirit shan't be broken
Certainly not, but little whole
some restraint
." No. she broke in, with decision,
he doesn't need it. He'sa darling child,
and my only comfort
The little fiereeness of motherhood
was very becoming. after all, TO such
pretty woman, and that May day passed
| like 8 pleasant dream. To be sure, it
was broken occasionally BY suspicion
of nightmare in the shape OF Robbie,
who, except for the one moment when
he grabbed the coveted choclit, re-
garded me with steady disfavor.
He'll be SO atfectlonate when he's
once acquainted. the mother said.
Kiss me, Robbie dear. ventured.
Hit yer, answered the baby ruff
| fan.
Oh no. coaXed mamma; give the
nice gentleman q pretty, pretty kiss
The nice gentleman approached eau
tiously. but not cautiously enough. Rob
bic delivered well-aimed blow directly
between my eyes
Next morning we all started in a
travelling carriage for the passage Of he
Simplon. The vehicle was roomy for
the lour of us, and Robbie besides. The
bonnie rode outside. In face, his mother
was SO fond, that Robbie's nurse held
something of sinecure. Now there's
nothing that so favors rapid intimacy
as travelling by carriage. There's the
proximity, the lack of ceremony, the
luncheon from the same napkin, the
walk up hill, the flower to be p1ncked,
| the little accident, the boot or shawl to
/ be adjusted, the rude iostle, the readily
granted pardon. Why, you are old
! friends in day. I felt myself lucky.
But I reckoned without Robbie. II
seems, as an inducement to be washed
and dressed, his mother had told him he
I should see q Swiss chalet a pretty,
/ pretty lit chalet, way up on the high
mountain Two minutes after our start
Robbie began in this fashion:
Mamma, wantersee the Chalet
g By-and- bye. my love-
ss Robbie wantersee the chalet
now
"s Robbie must ride up the big
mountains first.
"sNo; now and Robbie squirmed
about on his mothers lap like a lively
young eel.
He's nervous explained Mrs. Ran
| dolph; he couldn't eat breakfast. it
was so early. Robbie, want q piece of
bread p
/ "'No; want ice-keam.'
There's no ice-cream in the noun
tains.'
ant cha-lets, then
"'Sit still, my pet
sIce-k-e-ar N then a prolonged
whine. and Robbie began to throw
himself violently from side to side
against the doors OF the carriage.
Hold the door, dor said the man.
ma to her brothers and hold the door.
please to me; SO the youngster lung
about IN comparative safety. IhIs ex-
ercise he repeated at intervals hundred
times during the Gay. -,
our boy Is dreadIu1ly spolled;;
adelaide, husseh ven5ured 10 say, ana
Mrs: husseH suggested u was time 70
take tnat enid ~ nand. but Mrs;
handoipn argued hODple isn't We'll