Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1871-02-08
BOBBY AND HIS POW-WOW.

BOBBY p said Aunt Peggy, I do wish
you would stop tormentimg the dog p
Bobby Smith was sitting on the rug
in front of the fire, playing with little
Scruhby, his terrier dog. D.. .f-a.a
'Aunty, I'm not tormenting him. said
Bobby, turning round and looking in
Aunt Peggy's face with eyes full of
surprise. I'm playing with him q
go and get him bone or q saucer of
milk said his aunt. THE poor fellow
is hungry r
'By-and-by,' said Bobby. 4 can't be
always running to wait on dOgp
What noise you are making said
Aunt Peggy, impatiently. what are
the nOisest thing in cre8tion.'
Bobby wrinkled up his forehead and
drew down his lip. .. .--.
Il can't do anything, Aunt Peggy y he
whined. you scold if I play with
Scrubby, and you seold if hammer
nails! Pm making a little wagon, and
me and Bill Poole are going to fill it
with big stones and make Scrubby draw
it up from the brook Won't it be
nice?'
Nonsense said Aunt Peggy. "a lit
tie dog like that draw a wagon of stones!
I shall not allow anything Of the kind z
'Aunty, it don't hurt him y cried out
Bobby, eagerly. Dogs aren't like boys!
4 hope not said Aunt Peggy shortly
No; but I mean things don't hurt
'em They like it, cried Bobby.
'DO they% said Aunt Peggy. 4 should
like to have you changed into dog for
a day or two, just to let you try the ex-
pertinent. Bill Poole is a cruel little
scamp, and you are another! Now
keep still and let me read.'
Bobby put down his hammer and
nails, for it was very plain that Aunt
Peggy would not stand any further at
tacks on her good nature, and climbed
up into his fathers big armchair, with
his cheek against the cushions, for a lit
tie nap before supper time.
But he had not time to close his eyes
he was quite sure of that, for he was
watching one little spiral shoot of blue
blaze all the time-befOTe Aunt Peggy
seemed to disappear out of the low sew
ing-chaiF opposite, and a strange little
wOmad with a crooked, shining wand,
stood in her place. --,.- =..-7 - .qr .rs
1t was not his grandmother, nor any
of his grandaunts-an yet she seemed
to feel herself as perfectly at home as if
she lived there. ..a..r .....t., d
We'll, Bobby p said the little old lady,
shaking her cap-strings, here Iamp
Bobby did not know what answer it
would be proper for him to make so he
kept still. .-.-t "a 49, h
DO you know who amp, asked she;
walking into the middle of the rug, with
her Ted-heeled boots making a curious
tapping sound on the floor. p. ... s.sr
No, ma'am, , said Bobby, timidlY. n
I am fairy .,.E
'Ohp said Bobby, and he thought
within his own mind that FAIRIES were
not very pretty to, look at, ..fr. .Es.6 q II
She advanced, and drew a strange lit
| tie circle on the carpet around him, i'm a
| line that shone and quivered as if it
were worked in silver. Little Serubby,
| the dog, Whined and came toward him;
but the fairy touched him on the head
with her wand; and, wonder of wonders!
| his silver collar became white Iinnen ;
| the buckle changed to a bow of black
tribbOn; and Bobby saw, instead of a
/ black-and-tan terrier, little boy, lust
the same as if he had been locking in a
mirror. .------~.- ~rr~ s--0,-o
He was abodt to cry out with delight
| at seeing ,Scrubby thus changed into q
boy, when the sound of his own voice
became like bark, his hands seemed
covered with short, black hair, his nails
grew long and sharp and when he at
tempted to jump up, he jumped down
instead, and on four legs in place OF
two.
Here was pretty state of things. The
fairy had turned him into dog, and
little Serubby was a boy!
He attempted to remonstrate, but he
only succeeded in barking very loudly.
Stop your noise; said Serubby, the
boy and hit him over the head with a
stick.
Don't hurt the poor dog said a voice
which sounded like Aunt Peggyis.
'Oh, it don't hurt him, said the boy.
Dogs have no feelings.' ---.r sf.-...0
To avoid another shower of blows,
ScTubby, or Bobby-whicheve the read
er likes best-stole away under the sofa
He felt very hungry, and whined soft
ly. saL -.Sig-a gg5E .rrlr-l
Has the dog had his dinner p asked
Aunt Peggy's voice. ......' ..
'Oh, forgot all about it, said his
boymaster. I can't be bothered now.
How the poor puppy longed for g
bone How dry and parcbed his mouth
was for draught of water
He came up to his masters side and
scratched gently on his arm. sos AAs
Get out, cried the dOg-boy, and gave
the bOy-dOg good hard kick. rs
The two-legged young animal, now
on four legs, ran yelping out of the house
and into the garden.
Scrubby threw a big stone after him.
and hit him on the shoulder.
Bobby howIed awfuIly, and limped
away to hide himself among the bushes.
MY eye, don't he squeal 2 said Scrub.
by roaring with laughter. Amt it fun
Tomorrow, I and Bill Poole will get the
old tin ..watering-pot, and tie it to his
tail. He'll run fast enough then, I'll
warrant!'
'How can you be so cruel?' said his
mother.
It's only dog said Sorubby. Dogs
don't mind. They haven't got feelings