The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1899-06-30

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asksd. We had become vssy fssmal n
or conversation.
"What nenssnsA M xarehaatl"
well" sslA !, stsuv bstssr tel An
that 'MotAsf HubbasE ~ esss hsnA
You can 90, toe, TAsnpssn, IN lsek
up" len't approve ef hsspihs he
boys late.
"shs's very nice old lady, dr." hs
ebssrvsd. thinking some coins In kis
pocket, "an she seems rather upset"
"Can't you say you're Mother Hut.
bsrd's' assistantT' suggested to Violet.
"How can talk to her before you, not
70 msntion Tennysonf' This was hsR
name for the poet.
EVEN 60 In the ONCE"
"And giggfe ali the time! Show her
In, Thompson"
We went into the unlit once, leaving
the door open 70 that W could see with
out being seen.
miss Violet will make fun Of her, I
suppose" grumbled.
"I-don't like that sort of GIRL" he said
emphatically.
A slight, agitated old lady. in deep
black dress came slowiy In. She nearly
fell over q waste paper basket, and vio-
let jumped up and helped her to chair.
Then she sat down opposite her.
"'Mother Hubbard has gone home"
she said. II am her assistant. Can I
tell her anything for your
II am 'Beresved Parent You may
remember
f. "Ohw cried Violet quickly. 'I-she was
30 sorry for you-so very. very sorry"
remember an answer about time sof-
tening the blow. etc. ! had asked Violet
ii she kept II in type, and she had laugh
ed as usual.
"Of course" said the old lady. nothing
can really comfort me, but
II will write and tell you II you will
give me your address," So she took
down the address. "rhere," she said.
"My mother will see you, feel certain.
She Is 80 kind and patient. Oh, so pa
tient! Goodby, and-and you will be
brave, won't you, dear?" She bent sud-
denly over the old woman and kissed her.
When she came back from showing the
visitor out, we were both at our desks,
working in energetic silence, and no
sound was heard until she caught ques.
tioning look in my eyes.
Don't be fool" she said sharply.
Then there was further silence till she
looked round for her ruler and found the
poet regarding her intently.
,"What are you glazing at me for?" she
demanded.
81 was thinking" he said solemnly,
"that there are some things In real life
that one cannot put into poetry. wish,
Miss Raikes, one could"
The man isn't without his points.
think shall let him do few paragraphs
next time he wants to. said nothing.
was busy writing something on piece Of
paper. 1t took the form Of an Inquiry
from-a person who styled himself "Ar-
dent Admirer." He had come in contact
in business with charming and lively
girl, the pluckiest and cleverest little
woman that ever was. They had become
great friends but he had been annoyed
by her apparent frivolity, SO they had
quarreled Now he had discovered that
her frivolity was merely upon the sur
face; that she was the support of her in
valid mother and the kindest of friends
to any one who was in trouble. How
could Mother Hubbard" advise him to
regain her friendship. and did she think
1t possible that lie might ever gain her
love? When l had finished, l threw it
over to her.
"Perhaps You will get your mother to
answer that" said /.
She read It down hastily; then she
looked up at me In her old daring way.
Her eyes were very bright. and her pref
ty face was pink.
II answer oil the questions myself,
really" she said.
"Then," said, wont you. Vi-won't
your" She looked at me in silence
There was tremble on her lips. and
couldn't see her eyes.
The poet jumped up quickly and grab
bed his hat.
1--WE just remembered an appoint
ment," he said. rushing into his Overcoat
without even pausing to dishevel his hair.
Good night, you two"
The man isn't without sense-for a
poet. I shall certainly let him try his
hand ut a few paragraphs.
He was scarcely out of the door before
was beside her chair.
"Vi," cried excitedly, "you don't
mean to say that you care for me?"
"Of course don't" she said, with
queer little laugh. Then she gave me
just one glance, and l took her in my
arms.-Chicago Herald.