News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1905-02-15
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with the aid of soap and hot water, he
restored himself to his pristine color.
"A very lively, spirited boy" he re-
marked as they afterward descended
the stairs.
Don't you feel annoyed?" asked Mr..
Scratchley
Not in the least. What fund of
humor he possesses! / pride myself
upon keeping my temper ana never
bearing malice. A man in my position.
Mr.. SGratchley, should be above the
infirmities of temper and rise superior
to petty spites."
In the passage leading to the drawing
room they met Master Jack.
"To show you that l have no animOs-
ity will shake hands with the boy
said Mr.. CrawcOur. Come hither,
child. VIII you shake hands with
me?"
IF you don't mind my glove" re-
Piled Jack. I'm doing something in
the garden"
Never mind. Now let us grasp one
another by the hand in truly Chris
tan spirit
He shook Jacks extended hand, and
the boy was off like a shot.
Dear mer exclaimed Mr.. Crawcour.
How sticky my hand ISL
What smell of tar said Mr..
| Scratchley.
The principal went to the light and
saw that his hand was covered with
pitch which must have been smeared
on Jacks glove.
"Confound that boy!" he cried an
| grily, forgetting his Christian charity.
There was nothing for it but to go
upstairs again and have another wash
with the aid of some lard. In the
| meantime the cover was kept on the
soup to prevent it from getting cold
The principal felt sense of relief
when he found himself in his chair
but that feeling was superseded by
| another. He started up. uttering an
agonizing cry, for the seat of the chair,
| like the sofa. was stuck full of needles.
| In his anger he struck at Jack, who
was sitting near him, but the boy evad-
ed the blow and darted away from the
| table.
"A little soup, Mr.. Crawcour" said
| Mrs. Scratchley.
II thank you, madam"
| Polly handed him a plate of clear
| soup. on the surface of which several
curiously shaped black things were
floating. Mr.. Crawcour did not like
the look of them.
1T is a gravy soup"
"And hese-these-pardOn my rude
ness--I know not their name"
He held one up in his spoon.
Good gracious mew exclaimed Mrs
Scratchley. eff it isn't a black beetle
got into the soup"
1T isn't a solitary one madam, tn
principal said, with a sickly smilC
Its unfortunate example has beeu
followed by the whole family"
How is this, Polly?" demanded Mr.
Scratchley.
II don't know, sir. left the soup IN
the passage for q moment while l got
some more hot water for this gentle
man."
ITS that boy" said Mrs. Scratchley
"He will break my heart Fancy his
filling the soup with black beetles
Take it away, Polly, and bring the
fish"
playful disposition" remarked the
principal, growing good humored again
at the prospect of fish. Nevertheless
there was a dangerous twinkle in his
eve which seemed to indicate that JACK
Harkaway would not have an easy
time of it when he reached POMONA
| House.
After this the dinner passed or quiet
ly. and at dessert the gentlemen NOD
nobbed over bottle of fine old port
It was soon settled that sum OF =
guineas year should be paid for MIN
which was to include books and every
thing.
81 detest extras. l like to know wha'
I've got to pay" said Mr.. Scratchley'
THAT is the feeling of most parents
and guardians. l think you SAID yoI
were the boys guardian"
81 adopted him-same thing; knew
his parents. l don't want to take creu
it to myself. DO good by stealth
and blush to find it fame That's NE
SIR"
"Admirablew calculated the prlnh-
pal, turning up the whites OF his EYES
What a pity there are not nue
Scratchleys in this world of ours.
MY dear sir, don't l can't bear H.
No praise, beg of you"
"Estimable creature" continued A',
Crawcour. "Give me your hand ST.
1 feel it a privilege to be allowed .
fraternize with such shining light
, They shook hands, and Mr.. Scratol-
, ley said, "Have we decided ever
thing?"
. 81 think so. You place him absoIut
. ly in my power; no attention to be pa
t to complaining letters, should any su',
= escape my vigilance and reach yo,
n through the medium of the penny posi-
!. 'You see that fireY" said Mr. Scratc
: ley.
: 81 do"
, every we'll That's where they'll 81
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