, 1877-04-15


once did know-long, long ago
A nowforgotten lay.
Prom the German, BY ". O. Sonbron.
MIR. GEROLAfAN LOSES HIS DOG.
burlington HafokeRe.
Mr.. Ge.ol1nan stood on the front porch OF his
| comfortable home on West Hill, Monday morning,
loo,nr cut at the dfizzlng rain IN anything but
comfortable frame Of mind. He looked up and
aox-n tho yard, and then he raised his umbrella
and went to tue gate, aud looked up and down the
street. Then he whstled i'll very shrill manner
three or four times, and listened as though he was
| exuectiug a response. IT. he was, he was disap-
pointed for there was response save the patter-
ing Of the rain on his umbrella, and he frowned
heavily as he returned to ihe perch, IRON WHICH sl
yeyed the dsptHting weather.
ssDag gone the dag gone brute, :" be muttered
sayarely, Sif ever keep smother dog again, hope
And then be whistled again. And again there
was no response. It was evident that Mr. Gerol-
hound, with brown spots, and soft satin
ears. He WAS valuable dog and ms was me
third time lie had been lost, and Mr.. Gerolnan vas
gol ost lis I dos. BE lifted his voice and called
'''9a; "a'yuh-h-h ponto. h'yuh Ponto! h'yuhp onto
h'yup onto h'ynp onto' h'yuponto' nsnponto'
As iic ceased calling, and looked andously about
for some Of dod the 5fon 1ae oeed Of
won1anly anxiety and fastened to Mrs Gcrolman's
s.rhe Children cali him Hector" d low sweet
voice said for the wistfu1 pretty face but the De-
rcayrd master Of the absent dog was IN no humos
to be charmed By beautiful face and dute-lske
by George he said, strtdfng ont into the
rain aid purpoaely leaving his umbrella on the
porch to make his wife feel bad. 'it's no wonder
names Ius res int int he dont know himself. Iy Jacks,
when give s11 for a dog, want the privilege Of
naming him, and the next person about thls mouse
nous stu name on dog Of mine, viii hear from me
And then be inflated bis lungs and yelled like
Here, Hector! here Hector! here rector. hyn1,
k'yurrecl Godfrcy's cordial, where's that dog
hyahi b?ri ii hope bis polsoned~hynr rector! By
fsa gen aS 9Saf Peat 3f sGSs siSe s. il
cared cur; hyuFrec. k'yurrec! b granny, III ki}l
MIN when he comes home, II don't hope to die;
hyuh Ponto, h'yuh ponto, "vuA Heel! ~. ,~
again opened and the trenulons voice swectly
asked:
Cant you find hime"
..NAw:!!" roarcd the exasperated hunter,
and the door closed very pEecptatefy and was
opened no more during the session.
p arss f"sed rs Geo}ma9 from Aad bis
then be whstled until his head swan and his throat
was SO dry you could light match in it. :. Here,
ronto! Blast the q1g he's twe1tve 1tG
at, you gimlet-eyed old Bed1amite?' he euyascly
Erowlcd. apostrophlzing swcet-taced old lady
With silxg whe aa VIC aaa uss locked xn out ct
being murdered. Here, Ponto! here, Ponto!
Good doggie nice old Pontie nice old HecKie dog
oh h-h, :" be snar1ed, dancing UP and down on
the porch in IN ecstacy of rage and impatlencee,
" I'd like to tramp the ribs ont Of the long legged
worthless old garbage eater; here, Ponto, herx!"
To his an1azcment he heard canine yawn,
long -drnwn, weary kind OF whine, as 81 dog
seho WAS bored to death with the dismal weather;
then there was scrapiug- sound, and the dog,
his yerE feet I looked vacanty around as s though
he wasn't quite sure but what he had heard some
one calling him. and then catching sight Of hts
lis tail smiled pleasantly, and asked rs painly as
ever dog asked in the world:
..Were yonwanting me!'
breath. Then nc pulled his hat down tight on his
heap. snatched up his umbrella with q convulsive
grasp and yelled Come 'srer' r, ia Il, sash ,as
across the way fell back IN Q ft and
the dog, snrmising that nil was mt we'll. briefly re-
marked that be had an engagement to meet some,
shot under the porch like shooting dog star. Nr.
Gerolman made dash to intercept him. but Stun
Pied over and Punced s taronEa 3a3
raging Volcano OF moss rosc-bush. straw. black
dirt shattered umbrella ribs and ubiquitous hut
darkness, came tho mocking laugh Of an ashes-of-
roses dog with seal-brown spots, accompanied by
the tauntiae remark, as nearly as Mr: Gerolman
@'.'v ::who i' lit hims @ y whisb way did he go.''
SCHLIENANNs ON THE PLATFORM.
When Sch1iemann rose to speak be was received
| with hearty welc ONE. do not SO judge from
| the mere fact that hands were c1apped; looked
| around on the company while the applause was
prolonged, and itwas Us If all had one face, ant
| that face flushed with excitement and pleasure,
and bcaming welcome to hero. schiiemanr
evidently felt this. As he had to DO" again ane
ncnin he realized that the atmosphere arount
him was cordial and sympathetic. Nc
one who has seen the man can doubt the truth
that Hes in phys,ognomy. He has fosm
aud front 1t for Casar-not 1lg. bnt
| Il something ike a fnll-sized cannon ball-esi-
IDENTIFY meant to go. Time has deltcatefy tonsured
him in a circle Of two inches diameter ut the haci
| close cropped grayish hair, which, however, ex
tends only over The centre Of the forehead cearin.
The two high lobes either side. His chin Is
1achc Is quite black: His face Is raddy and slight
| ly bronzed. but decidedly German His eyes arr
light and full Of amabilfty, but able now and the1
impression conveyed is that Of immense force ant
Ills voice is that Of an enthusiast In readfns
| his paper-and it Was all carefully read4 and oc.
,cupied an hour to the very seeond-he began BIZ
pages with low voice. which. as he warmed with
the theme. gradually rose until it became almost
word being even lost; but his German accent fe
mained, and hia pronunciation sometimes com
bined the characteristics Of English Germsn, ANT
therewas np attempt at fine writing, no gestures.
only artless tale simply told, but the eIoaueuce
Of Re facts was enoueh to thrill the audicnec ant