The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1895-09-23
THAT ANGELIC BOY.

Mr.. CarhArt looked apprehenslVeiy
round.
"ob, he won't hear" said Mrs. Car
hart. Hes up stairs, taking his after
dinner nap"
"And the boyf"
"Horrid little beastl'' cried Mrs Car
hart, with very decided emphasis. Hes
chasing ths cat through the parlors. My
poor cerpetsi"
"My dear" said Mr.. Carhart soothing
ly, "try to be patient. Mr.. Clymer's visit
can't last forever
"n thought It would, should COM
NIT suioide,' said the lady Historically.
"Hear that dreadful crashi / know it's
one of my vasesl"
"Never mind Lucilla never mindi The
money Mr. Clymer will leave us, IL he is
properly managed, win buy enough to re-
furnish a dozen houses. just think of 1t,
$500, 900, and not relative in the worldr'
Except this boy whom he has adopted"
Except this boy of course. But an
adopted child isn't like blood relative.
Mr.. Clymer has himself assured mo that
be will leave merely q nominal sum to
Gustavus Adolphus. Hushl Here he
comes nowP'
"weli, Gustavas, my boy" said Mr..
Carhart, assuming q playful air of well
come, "what arc you up to nowf"
~ want some jam, was his imperious
demand.
Mrs Carhart, impelled thereto by a
glance from her husband, turned to tho
preserve closet while the lawyer looked
more keenly at the boy.
'tWhy, what's tho matter with your
hand, Gustayusp he asked.
"Cut It,, was the terse reply. Scat
jumped through that there glass thing in
tho garden, and I was a-haulin Of her out
whom cut my hand"
my graperyl' calculated the lawyer,
with slight gasp for breath as he remem-
bered the wager he had laid with his next
neighbor as to the earliest grapes of the
season.
"What have you In your pocket, my
boy?" he asked, striving to speak jovially.
stPeaches, " grinned Gustavus Adolphus,
with his mouth full of strawberry jam.
81 picked every oue."
"You littlo wretchl" began the lawyer,
but the entrance of old Mr.. Clymer checked
the ebullition Of well deserved wrath.
"Don't be troublesome, Gustavus," said
old Mr.. Clymer. with a tap of his cane
upon tho floor.
Troublesome, my good sirr' said Mr..
Carhart. "If you only knew how the light
of innocent infancy brightens up this dull
old house.
"Gustayus, love, don't swing by those
lace curtains" said Mrs. Carhart appre-
hensiveiy; I'm afraid you IL hurt yourself
II they come DOWN.
"With Its musical echoes. " went on Mr..
Carhart, "you wouldn't check tho dear
boy. How often my wife says to me, 'Oh,
Ii we had such q lovely childpn
"Ah," said old Mr.. Clymer sagely, Gin
deedl"
Crash went the curtains and cornices,
and down came the namesake of Sweden's s
illustrious king, breaking a gilded chair
and overturning a stand of flowers in his
fall.
Great was the family regret, and most
ostentatiously displayed, when Mr.. Clymer
announced his intention to depart.
"We shall be quite lost without you,"
said Mrs. Carhart.
"We shall miss the boy dreadfully, I"
chimed in Mr.. Carhart.
Shall you reallyP" demanded Mr. Cly-
mer, pausing in the act of strapping his
yalise.
"Can you doubt 1t, my dear friendf'
"Suppose, then, that 1 leave Gustavus
Adolphus with you for a month or SOP"
said the old gentleman. "I shall be travel
ing around from place to place, and boy
like that would be in the way. If you
would just soonh-
"My dear sir, !" cried Mr.. Carhart with
spasmodio gurgle in his throat, ''it will
be tho greatest favor you can possibly do
usi'
And, to Mrs Carhart's despair, Master
Gustavus WAS left on her hands once more.
The month, a memorable and dreadful
30 days with poor Mrs. Carhart, was draw
ing TO a close when her husband came in,
carrying black edged letter and with a
certain melancholy exultation In his face
My dear, he said, tive have here sad
news. Our estimable friend MIR. Clymer
is
stNot deadl" shrieked Mrs Carhart.
Eyes, my dear, he has paid the tribute