The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1882-07-14
PINKIE.

Times.


Mr.. Dimmit's Dog and His Daughter
[From the Brooklyn Eaglel
ST can't imagine what ails that dogl"
observed MIR. Dimmit, surveying his
canine with considerable apprehension.
"Here, Pinkie Well, I'm blest Look
here I'm dumbed if she hasn't got o
whole patchwork quilt in her mouth
Look at these pieces All good cloth,
and the old gentleman spread them out
on the parlor carpet. Cd"
"That comes of hosting mp family"
continued the old gentleman. 81 claim
| that no fellow can keep daughter and
dog with any safety to the dog Look at
these pieces of pantaloons There's been
another convention of admirers here to-
night, and a quorum of it has gone
home with its backs to the fence. You
| Pink / wonder some Of 'em don't take
night off and spark that dog with
shotgun
What is it all about ?" asked an in
nocent Eagle reporter, who had dropped
in to get the old gentleman's views on
the Egyptian question.
81 don't know" sighed Mr.. Dimmit,
"but about twice week have to I'M
pack that dogs mouth, and every other
young fellow / meet walks considerably
Spanish as he goes past here. You know,
they will call. The whole family is Pop
ular and-you see that quilt on my bed?
That represents intelligent admiration.
Every patch there had a hero fastened
20 it once, but the dog sort of sepa-
rated 'em. They come in squads, and
keep coming. I've seen from dozen to
/ four gross here and on the fence at one
tine. All smitten clear through, and
each clamoring to be heard first. Why,
sir, I've got the incest dressing gown
made of summer trousers goods, and the
nobbiest overcoat composed of winter
cassimeres that you ever saw
"I shouldn't think the same fellows
would care to come twice." suggested
the reporter.
I" / don't know" ruminated Mr.. DIM
NIT. "They are so thick around here
that you can't tell the new ones from
the stagers. You should drop in some
night and see 'em. They have caucuses,
and committees, and delegates, and all
that. You know where there are so
many they have to organize SO as to
keep some kind of order, and then Pink
!
and means, and takes up an impartial
collection of coat-tails, trousers legs,
collar bands, and such to defray the ex-
penses of the campaign.
Your daughter must be very popu-
lar" observed the reporter.
"She's the prettiest girl in Brooklyn,
rejoined the old gentleman, with just
pride. "And that's the best dog i'll nine
counties. Pink likes society, and she's
made the best collection of autographs,
as she regards them, to be found in the
possession of any dog on Long island.
Was that the bell? Here, Pink Hi,
you y
But he was too late.
"There," he continued, as the dog re-
turned after short excursions; "that is
i don't believe ] know this one" and
he put on his spectacles and examined the
piece of cloth the dog laid at his feet.
"The color is familiar but don't place
him. Perhaps my daughter will know
when she come in. Well, sir, it is the
dumbdest sight you ever looked at to see
her come from the theater and go over
these patches to find out who called.
Knows every one of EN- ! Can't stick
her on patch, and she's very neat in
making 'em up. Look at that sofa pill
low Just take look at that piano
cover And see this chair, how easy it
is" and the old gentleman bounced up
and down while the reporter looked on
admiringly.
"But you said that man couldn't
keep a daughter and n dog with safety
to the dog" limited the reporter.
COW ~ " affi rrDA1 Mr hin, NIT col
EMMY. "Think of the dye that dog
swallowsl Here you'll down, Pink! Lie
down It's no usel" sighed the old
home with her, but he won't come in
here"
There was a smothered squeal at the
outside door, a quick bark, and long
drawn groan. Then glorious vision
swept into the parlor.
SIS this alp" she asked, in disap-
pointed tone, glancing at the trophies.
Didn't Claude comes"
she may be around under the furni-
ture, darling, or Pinkie may have swal-
lowed him. Are you sure he hasn't got
mixed in the shuffle?" and Mr.. Dimmit
turned the pieces over and regarded his
daughter with loving anxiety.
"There'll be fourteen or fifteen new
ones here to morrow night, papa" muir
INJURED the beautiful girl, rumpling his
hair.
"Ah" calculated the old man, rubbing
his hands. 81 may get summer suit,
after ALL"
And the reporter left the good old
man and his radiant daughter, and went
away rejecting on the value a loving and
popular daughter could be to kind and
indulgent father, if the volume of mash
ers should always be equal to the de-
mands of the dog.
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