Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1889-08-08
swANTER DE AN ANGEL"


From the New York Evening Sun.
CHAPTER I.
The Bowery barroom was doing a
rushing business. Before the long pol
ished and ornate counter stood a thiisty
throng. The head bartender, newly
groomed, with his Vandyke beard care
fully trimmed and pointed, and wearing
an apron unwrinkled and white as
| Alpine snow, stood behind a pyramid OF
slender glasses Allied with ice aud topped
with thin section sliced from an orange.
1t was part of the ethics of this ineoin-
parable coneocter Of palate ticklers that
the sight and tho taste should both be
catered to. He was performing that re-
markable juggling feat In the rrepara-
ton OF Manhattan cocktail IN which
Two wine glasses are connected by a
liquid ribbon, when q newsboy dashed
into the barroom shouting:
"Extry, extry; ell about how Hogan
was drownded in de air shipl On'y one
The bartender went on mixing his
cocktail, and, holding one glass above
his head, let ruby cascade fall into the
other glass without splitting drop.
Then lie threw a cent upon the counter
aad the boy tossed paper still damp
from the press to him.
GIVE us glass O. beer, will ye, Billyi"
said the newsboy, Placing nickel upon
tire counter.
But Billy was locking through the
newspaper to sec II Sullivan had arrived
In the city, and he paid no attention to
the boys request. Meanwhile the boy
kicked at the bar and hummed the tune
II Want to Be IN Angel' under bis
breath. The request WAS repeated and
the bartender replied
Look here, Tim; you know II l sell
You beer the S. T. q. en- be down here
an take me In"
"A crown upon my forehead en- harp
within my hand" continued Tim before
replying, with knowing wink:
"Ah, 81 me a glass, Billy. aIn't a.
goin' to squeal."
Billy weat to the door and looked up
and down the street. Perceiving no ofli.
Ger he returned, drew a foAming glass of
beer and showed 1t across the counter TO
Tim with the injunctiou:
Pour II down quick, Tim. l don't
want to do skier on the island"
While Tim was drinking, Billy said:
"Where'd you learn the new cong,
Tint"
"Up T. de Gospel shop on de Bowery,"
replied the 10y, wiping the froth from
his mouth with his shirt sleeve. "Dey're
COIN to have 'seursion up de We'nsda',
en- I'm goln' TO scoop It iu. Pm jest
workin' de racket fur cake en- pie en- ice
cream" said Tim with another wink, as
he concluded the verse hallowed by SO
many childish lips:
Pll make do sweetest music,
En- prase Him day an night.
Billy gIinned as he wiped the beer
drippings from the coun .er, and when he
turned to survey his immediate shirt
front aud cleaning diamond pm In the
gilded mirror, Tim grabbed his papers
and darted from the door.
CHAPTER II.
The short hand OF the City Hall clock
had crawled around to the hour of o D.
m. The crowds on Park Row had
melted away and the shouts Of "Extryl"
by the newsboye were seldom heard. In
the City Hall Park group OF boys were
playing craps. Tim was among them,
still humming his desire to DO an angel
and with the angels sand. Suddenly
Tim stopped humming, and looking
anRrily at one OF his comrades, ex-
claimed:
"Gimme dat cent We stole, snorcher, CT
I'll break yer Jawi"
"You can't break nobody's jaw, Tim,"
replied snorcher, as he shook the dice
box for another throw. Just as he raised
the box to make a cast, Tim struck him
in tue lace with the flat OF his right hand.
The impact of the blow sent snorcher
rolling on the pavement, but he regained
his feet and rough and tumt lie fight be-
gan. Locked in each others arms they
rolled out into the street. Here both
stru55led to an upright position, and just
as an electric car came along Snoreher
struck \ i'm q blow in the lace which
him across the rails. Before the
car could be stopped 1t had passed over
both OF Tins legs, crushing them below
the knees.
CHAPTER III.
An ambulance came rafting down |
Chambers street aud stopped before the |
drug store into which Tim had been car
ried. Upon the floor in the back room |
lay the boy, unconscious. His lips were |
white, as II ffinged with silver cord. Two |
red rvulets on the eobblesi ones outside |
md over the clearly swept floor indicated
hat Tim was not so heavy as he had been
u the morning. Three policemen kept /
The crowd back one OF whom held the
sobbing and repeutaut Snorcher by the
collar. young surgeon forced his way
through the crowd. He cut the torn
trousers of at the knees and shook his
head as he tent over the injured boy.
Five minutps later Tho am hulo pca mas IN |