Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1878-08-31

for the things he wanted. bpt ,bo NOV,
morning he was up before the sun rose
ANA the sun rises pretty early durino
the summer mOnths-and dressed and
oul IN The street as the first sunbpome
told the eastern sky morning had come
Inc streets were almost deserted. and no
llre.crackers or pistol-shots vol hroto
the silence But before he had walked
Dlock some cannons doomed in tbe
Instance, and peal OF bells nearer bv
hogan ringing "Yankeo Doodle y very
merrlly Whistling, and il gling tbe
CONS IN his pockets in tune and limo
with the music Of the bells, and WISHING
the stores where he meant to buy the
materials for his party would open. he
Sauhtered slowly along until he reached
The dog-pound-a place where all stray
dogs are taken in hot weather and kent
a day or two, so that their owners may
II they choose, seek and reclaim Them
If found to be friendless at the end of
that time, the poor things are put in a
large tank prepared for that purpose,
and drowned. f''>'
Harry heard the imprisoned DOGS
barking and yelping; and stopping n
moment to listen to them with a pilyinc
look on his face-for, like all kind-hearto
ed boys, he dearly loved animals-he
saw, sitting upon the door step, very
pretty little girl She wore faded
calico dress and blue. checked gingham
apron; the apron she held gathered up
IN her hand, as though it held some
thing OF value, and her head and feet
We're bare. Her large eyes were of a
soft brown, and her hair, of the same
color, hung in struggling curls about
her face. There wasn't another crea.
ture, man, woman, or child, with the
exception of a milk-man on the next
block, in sight, and Harry looked at
her with surprise. At last he said with
n smile, " | thought got up early, but
you must have got up much earlier than
| did,
I've been here all night" said the
child, in a sweet, patient voice.
Here all night" replied Harry,
with Il long whistle. "Good gracious
Wuau u you 90 Inat lOr!'
"'Cause | want to 90 in the very min
ute the door opens. My Prince"-with
u sob" is in there"
"Your dog?n asked Harry.
eyes. He's the dearest little brown
dog in all the world, and love him best
of every thing 'cept granny, and love
him just the same Us her when she scolds,
and my mmama brought him home one
day just before she went to heaven, and
I've had him ever since, and he's the
best dog that ever lived, and never did
any thing wrong in all his life 'cept
onst, when he stole Il piece of boiled
c0rned beef somcbody'd set out in the
back arey to cool, and he wouldn't have
done that 'cept he knew how hungry
granny and me was" and the tears
rolled down her checks.
"Oh! Pm 50 sorry! Don't cry,n said
Harry. "IIere, take my handkerchief
and wipe your eyes,
"They'l kill him." commenced the
child again, III can't coax them to
let him out, and don't want him to 20
To heaven that way. I'd rather we'd
both go together; and he could run on
in front, and then uamma'd say, why,
here's Prince Nellie must be com
ing'n
"Are you sure he'sin there?" asked
Harry.
son yes. lie was playing by our
door yesterday afternoon, most night,
and was poking chips in the stove to
make the kettle boil, and heard him
calling like he was IN some trouble, aud
| run out, and two awful men had him
in cart, and Jimmy o Neil said they
was going to take him to the pound.
So run after the cart without putting
my hat on, and soon it went 50 fast l
couldn't see it, and then asked every
body where the pound was. | mem
bered the name by thinking Of a pound
of brown sugar; and at last | got here,
and it was shut up, and 50 | staid here
all night; and do you think they I'll open
it sOOnP'
"What are you going to do when they
do open it?" asked Harry.
:" Go in and beg the dog-man to give
Prince back. He's such little dog they
won { miss him
"But he won't give Prince back m-
less you pay two dollars," said Harry
81 haven't any money-nota cent, "
said the child; !" but I've brought these"
rising and holding out her apron, which
held a tiny china doll, headless cat OF
the same material, u string of glass
beads, two pink motto papers, and a
round white shell. "These were all
given to me Christmas, !" she said; "and
| I've kept them good, all 'cept the cat,
and her heads in my pocket, and he
can stick it on somehow, and the can
dies out of the mottoes-I ate one and
gave the other to granny-and the man
may have them every one if he will let
poor Princey go" -,
"I'm afraid he won't take them,"
said Harry, shaking his head.
Gle w0n'tP Oh dear! what shall |
doPN cried the child. "My dear little
dog! my dear, dear little dog!"
"Don't! don'tl" begged Harry, the
tears starting to his own eyes. "1ou
shaU have Prince. have dollar and
eighty-two cents, and I'll borrow the
other eighteen cents from my mother. ="
The little girls face lit up with loyi
she thrust the toys into his hand, "Take
them, you good, good boy!" she said,
"and III tell my mamma about you
when say my prayers to-nig ght."
Harry put them back in her apron
0You Keep them till come back, " he
said; 81 won't be gone but little
while :" and away he ran to his home
There he found his mother making the
fire, and his father smelling the coffee
she had measured out ready for boiling;
a. Mother" said he, twill you lend
me eighteen cents"
"I intended to give you ten," she
said, ''for your Fourth of July: But
why do you want it so early in the
morningP" ~.
omake it eighteen, and III pay it all
back to YOU soon; and may | have a
Slice of bread and butter for poor lit
tie grip I'll tell you all about it by
and.by"
81 can't make it eighteen" said his
mother; 81 haven't another cent, Take
the ten If You want it. It's in my pock-,
~ hool in the top bureau Sdrawer and