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§ WIZARD WILL, THE WONDER WORKER,
CHAPTER III.—Trackep to His Lar,
HERE was no handsomer bachelor rooms in the city of Philade}- _
phia, than were those of Schuyler Cluett, the handsome young
gallant and ‘‘ man about town.” -
Society said he was very rich, that he had been left a large fortune
by an uncle, and many were the young ladies who sought to win favour
in his eyes,
_His rooms consisted of a suite of five, for there was his parlour, com-
bined with sitting-room, his bed-chamber, a spare one for a belated
guest, a snug little kitchen, that wasalso used asa breakfast-room, and
and a sleeping place for a servant. -
All were delightfully furnished, and the young bachelor was wont
to take his breakfast at ten, his valet getting the meals for him, while
his dinners and suppers he always took at the fashionable True Blue
Club, of which he was a popular member.
At a stable near he kept his coupe and riding-horse, with a coach-
man,so that he lived in very great comfort; in fact, it amounted to
luxury.
Klis bills were always promptly paid at the end of the month;
he dressed with elegance, took the best seat at the opera and theatres,
was able to take arnn around to Long Branch, Cape May, Newport,
Saratoga and the White Mountains in the summer, and having spare
money always with him to lend a friend an X or a XX, he was rateda
good tellow among the men. , Se
One night, about one, a.m., Schuyler Cluett was preparing to retire,
‘and a friend who had accompanied him home had been shown to the
spare room, which also opened into the parlour, so that the two talked
as they undressed. . .
“That deuced valet of mine is always away when I need him most,”
growled the young bachelor. :
‘* Now, here he is off at a ball, and why servants must have balls
cannot understand, and both you ard I, Rayford, are half drunk, and
need him to look after our comfort.” . .
“It’s too bad!” sang out Rayford from his room.
“T’q discharge him, Schuyler.” — oo
“Twill, and Ido. I discharge him every day, but I hire him over
again before he gets off, and that spoils him; so I'll discharge him
some time for a week, and it will teach him a lesson—ah! there he is
uow, and J’ll have to go out in the hall and let him 1, for he’s for-
gotten his night key”? and Schuyler Cluett went to the door to answer
a ring.
As the door opened, he began to berate his valet, as he supposed it
was, but was considerably taken aback at beholding a stranger enter
the hall.’ ao
~ He failed to recognize him at first, but suddenly beheld him in the
fall light of the parlour, whither the stranger had strode with the
remark;
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