When Mr. Wragg found the boy of three years on the side of the street, he, a gentleman, would not stand for it; It was 1890 and he had seen so many of these orphans and he’d had enough, and took the boy under his wing and into his small attic abode; In the corner there was a table with a Typewriter on it; He worked in newspaper and had been allowed to keep it after one of the employees stepped down and gave it away. There were two windows and a furnace and a few of the other essentials. That was it.

  He sat the boy down and fed him and taught him some basic manners.

  After Mr. Wragg died and the boy was all grown up, Mr. Wragg, adopting his father’s name, found a boy homeless a week later. So he did what his father did and took the boy under his wing and taught him manners.

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  After Mr. Wragg died, the boy (also Mr. Wragg) found a homeless boy. He did what his father did. And so on. And so on. And so on.

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  By 2050, Mr. Wragg was walking down the street and saw a homeless boy. He reported him to CPS who took him to foster care. When the boy grew up he searched for Mr. Wragg and found out he had died.

  He left no children.