Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1877-06-17
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t4ste, (for dog has tastes), than any other
of the brute creation But he has his peculi-
arities of habit, association, race and previous
condition. Recently aniable friend Of
ours made present of his dog to one of his
acquaintance The dog was fine, healthy
fellow, all kindness and good nature, and the
children were delighted with their new com
panion and playfellow, But he had grown
quite big, being scarcely less than year old
and so when he came to be chained to his new
kennel he felt strange and disconsolate and
grieved for his master and could only be as
snaged by constant petting by his new friends
who were assiduous in their attentions with
delicate tidbits of cooked dainties interspersed
with an almost ruinous bountifulness of Jumps
OF sugar In the still watches of the night
his voice was heard He sighed for liberty,
az it were. His sighs sounded like an aimless
and insane bassoon He mouned for his
MASTER and his voice was like a bereaved and
comfortless og-horn. He poured forth the
pent-up volume and torrent of his griefs from
the depths of bursting heart, and his voice
was as the voice of the wailing night, lifted
up in tone of quenchess lamentations; and
it was as if the Cavern of the Winds were
vainly struggling to express the Dead March
in Saul Oh, but he made life burden, and
all thought and shape of sleep mockery and
a torment Willis mot 0. Poth., but n. Par
kerr, was so DESTROYS to portray the agonies of
Prometheus Bound that he exclaimed
oh God could l but paint dying groan."
1t would have required the most subtle art
of the most gifted painter to reproduce, in ad-
equate emphasis, the volume of this poor
beasts living and strenuous grief. Fred Coz
zens had his grievous experiences in the dog
gish way, Mr.. SparrOwgrass has so pathet-
ically related; but they were acute and soon
abated Besides they were his griefs, and
not the dogs. But if there ever rolled up from
the depths Of a sacred sorrow the struggling
out -heavings of the fullness of the bitterness,
The wormwood and the gall
of VICE. which like the darkness of Egypt, !
could be felt, this night time desolation of |
poor dogs heart so found vent and voice |
They turned him loose, they did, in the
midst of patient but distracted neighbor-
hood whose lives had been made a mockery,
and from whose haggard lids all possibility of
repose had been driven away That dogs
name henceforth is The Thane of Fife for
Macbeth hath murdered sleep,
We have alluded to Fred Cozzenss expert
experience We have recourse to the Spar
rowgrass Papers. - have bought me ano-
Their dog" says Mr.. s. 81 bought him on
account of his fine, long ears, and beautiful
silky tail He is a pup and much caressed
by the young ones. One day he went off to
the butchers and came back with no more
tail than toad The whole bunch of young
Sparrow grasses began to bawl when we
reached the cottage, on account of his tail
did not know him when | came home, and
he could not recognize me-he had lost his
organ of recognition. He reminded me of
dog once heard Of that looked as if he had
been where they wanted tail, merely, and !;
had taken his, and thrown the dog away I
OF course took my stick and went to see the
butcher. Butcher said he supposed was 6
of dog -fancier, and would like to I
see my dog look stylish. l said on the con- t
trary, that l had bought him on account of
his handsome, silky tail, and that / would :,
give ten dollars to have it replaced Then :,
the idea of having it replaced seemed so ridic7 a
nlous that | could not restrain smile, and
then the butcher caught the joke, and said
hat there was way to do it except with >
resh putty | do love a man who can enjoy
joke, so | took fancy to that butcher
When got home and saw the dog thought "
ess of the butcher, but put piece of black
;ourt plaster on the dog, and it improved his
appearance, at once. So | forgave the W
butcher, and went to bed at peace with all o
What makes robins always sing
heir own peculiar song so soon as there has ii
been a shower of rain or even mere sprinkle,
md the sun has come out again They al tr
Ways do, do robins, Yesterday, after the "a
unpleasant tempest of wind which had so 81
aised the dust, was subsidized, there were r
ew vagrant pattering rain drops. This was ri
xcuse enough for Mr. Robin Red breast Isl
Ie mounted the tallest cottonwood and piped 70
is Law. Good God 1t is old as the life an
man They sing as in your and my child
ocd, oh grey haired reader; and they sang