Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1889-04-18
THAT BOY.


The very freckles on his face were like
SO many Interrogation points. l
relief. -"
He was shout nine years old; his nose
was turned up, and his front teeth were
SCI VIDE apart, aud were scalloped at The
broidery.
His hair was cropped clo,e, and fairly
stood on end with the bris,ling curiosity
OF the brain beneath 1t.
HIS clothes were q eize too small for
him. and he gave one the impression of
having form which had swelled after
they were put on.
His pa was with him. Ho was a
small, mild-tempered looking man, With
whitlsh eyes and complexion like a
rather weak milk punch. He looked Us
II he had been run through laundry
establishment and hadn't "done up"
well.
The pair boarded 4 street car In Bos-
ton. The boy was on his first visit to The
city. lie held to his pas two ilrst fingers
with one baud, aud with the other he
was engaged in forcing W de chunk OF
molastes candy lnio hts mouth and hold.
Ing 1t there, evidently greatly against It's
Will. Ihere is sort Of slippery per-
VefseEess about molasscs candy at 1t
requires skull aud experience 10 manage
il successfully.
The boy stood still and looked at the
passengers. His pa made feeble at
tempt TO have him BIT down, but he de-
clined. He swept TIE horizon of the car
with his inquihilive gaze. Then he looked
At the zenith, where placards advising
The reader to try ptrkins' Bitters, and to
70 to Europe hy the Iucandrscent Excel
sior Line, CLEANED in staring capitals.
Then his eye lighted on the conduc Tor.
lie shifted the niolasscs candy Into his
lett cheek, aud balgiug out on that side.
he opened his small battery from tile
right side OF his face.
PA, is that a policeman Ec's got on
badge. Does he /, ek folks upl Did he
ever hang anybody Tor killing iclks that
had money! " hat has he got In that
this & that r!ncs the belil Is them Sun
day school cards that he'e got tied to him
and punched with holesi Can't | have
one? Pa, whats the leather round his
pockets fort What makes the folks pull
the string overhead Pa, who's that man
that's a-golng 10 ret oili--him with light
trouseIsi Say, pa, won't h!R trousers
burst II he sits down' | should be raid
they would, II | was his ms"
Then he swapped sides with his mouth
and the candy, and his pa wiped of the
loose molatses from his chin, and the boy
was ready Tor business again.
to climbed up on the seat, put his
muddy boots on plush Tag painted with
yellow daisies ard Gala lily, which tie
lady next him had placed there Tor safe
Keeping, and rau his sticky mouth along
THE top OF the window, which was down.
On, pa. paP he cried, with animation,
Is tic poor woman tlind!--is shci Was
sne porn SO, Or did the lightning strike
her, as II did Mr.. Petersfn
MS small body was quiveriug with ex-
cltement, and he lot the wad of candy
drop out OF his mouth and fall on the
seat, where in due time IL glued an ancient
and warm-natured d0wager fast TO the
cushion, and made the horse car company
liable for damages
His eyes were fixed on young lady
who sailed serenely down the ttreet, her
soul absorbed iu the contemplation OF the
Whatsoever of the Which and Where.
iore," the glory OF a twenty-dollar hello
trope-colored bonnet around her head,
and Skye terrier tied to her with q
golden cord.
son, pa" cried the boy, "gve me a
cent. IN give 1t to her. Why don't she
have board on her back, with Il Am
Blind printed on III Say, pa, does the
dog know where she wants to gol How
does he knowl Which is his head end,
Has he got heads all roundi Oh, pa, pal
who's that standing by that store where
the pipes and tobacco is7 It's an InIun.
1t is, pal Is he one OF Buflao BilPs In
Junsf is he Sitting Bulii Is them cigars
he's got in his handi Does he give 'em
away? What forl | want onsl Pa, l
say, want one Did he ever skulp any.
hody2 Pa, was ever you skulpedl Was
that bald headed man that sits hes de YOU
ever skulpedf He looks like it-don't
he, pal
curly haired girl that's just got out, as TO
kiss our cook? Why don't you do IT., ill.,
stead OF kissing herr Would ma be any
madder II you shouldl'
Two gentlemen within ear shot of the
boy were discussing the recent city cleo
ton, and the registration OF women. The
boy listened, and nudged his pa.
"Say, pa, what makes the women
registeri What is 1t to rcgistcrl Is 1t any
thing like being yacciuated, or Joining
the Masons, or being baptisedi What
are they going to do after they are regis
teredi Is voting bossing thingsl Don't
they boss things nowi Is ma re sisteredl
She needn't be, need she, pa2 She's the
boss and all hands now, Amt she, pal
''Say, pa-a-a." as the sorely harasscd
parent pulled the bell-rope, and dragged
the boy from the car, amid the audible
smiles of the passengers, "why don't you
tell me If ma amt the bosss'