Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-01-20
His Dog and His Bride,
From the Burlington Hawkeye,


On Wednesday bridal party boarded
the train at Elizabeth, New jersey.
heard laughter and weeping, and knew
that laughter and weeping never went
well together, except at weddings. saw
the bridegroom happy, laughing. fussy as
an old hen with her last lone chicken.
holdinga black-and-tan dog tenderly in
his arms, and cluching his bride by the ell
bow, to help her on the car The brake
man shouted:
Hold on; take that dog to the baggage
car" Dismay, CONSERVATION, terror, came
out and sat all over that young mans
face, but it frightened up again with a
happy thought. He dropped his brides
arm, and folded both arms about the
dog of his heart
No you don't. " he shouted; mo you don't.
We got letters tor that dog | We GOT
letter Tor that dog from the superinten-
dent OF the division. This deg goes with
me.
And he danced up and down the plat
form with excitement, while the brake
man helped bis bride on the train. and
then the young husband followed, cling
ing to the precious dog
But when the party came back into the
sleeper, then there was a scene The per
ter looked at the dog uneasily, and said
he allowed 1t was kind OF onregular, tot
in dogs into de parlor cars Whatever
missgivings he may have had on the sub
! ject were speedily cleared by d passenger.
testy old gentleman with a back as
broad as a county atlas, and breath SO
short that he breathed three times II
speaking word OF two syIlabes, an old
gent with the badest head that ever
Knocked hair oil, q head with fringe OF
upright. bristly hair all around it.
His bare feet spread out on the floor.
his suspenders dangled down behind him,
his fat face glowed with rage, and he
roared out to the porter:
"Out with that dog. No dogs sleep
where do. l amt used to it, and
won't have it, Trundle him OUT
"Hold on there cried the confident
husband, that dogs all right. I've got
/ letters"
Blast your letters" roared the party.
''1he whole United States Post Office De
pertinent can't crowd dog in on us.
tell you, young man, it amt right, il
amt decent, and, by gum, it amt safe.
Body OF man in the baggage car now,
on this very train, that was bit by lap
/ dog two weeks ago while he was aslccp.
and died just eleven days afterward.
Country full of mad dogs.
This WAS lie about the dead man. but
1t woke everybody in the car, set all the
women to screaming, and armed public
sentiment against the dog.
| tkRut I foil Won t,n Il D,, iU,, ,,.J y 49,,
sisted the owner, land he'll have to STAY
IN here have letters from the superin-
| tendent of the DIVISION
Blast the superintendent roared the
asthmatlc passenger, triumphantIy. He's
got nothing to do with the sleeping car.
Take the dog into day coach and shut
him up IN wood box. Throw him over
board. don't care what you do with
him, but he can't stay here"
but, my dear sir, pleaded the young
man.
Don't want to hear nothing,n yelled
the fat passenger. Il don't travel with a
menagerie. Nobody wants your dog in
here!''
mo. Nobody! Nobody wants him."
came in hearty, fearless chorus from the
other berths, the chorus carefully and
modestly keeping itselfout of sight, so as
not to detract from the power of the solo
who was gasping out the most terrific de-
nunciations of all dogs in general, and
especially this one particular dog.
"But my dog" the young man would
lead.
"Divil take your dog, sir, the old pas
senger weuld gasp. "What is your dog
or any mans dog to my comfort? l say
l shan't sleer with him in this car. He.
can't stay here
Well, the upshot of it was, the dog had
to emlgra.e into day coach, and it is a
gosbel fact that that man. just marrid,
with the prettist bride that has been seen
IN this coontry (since eight years ago.
didn't know whether to sit in the day
coach and hold his dog all night or stay
back in the sleeper with his wife
He trotted in and out from one Car to the
other until nearly midnight, keeping
everybody in fdget.
Medical Hints.
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