Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1882-09-21
A New Industry.

Il can't imagine what ails that dogr'
observed Mr.. Dimmit, surveying his
canine with considerable apprehension.
"Here, Pinkiel Well, I'm best Look
herei I'm dumbed if she hasn't got a
whole patchwork quilt in her mouth.
Look at these pieces! All good cloth.n
and the old gentleman spread them out
on the parlor carpet.
THAT comes of hosting up a family
continued the old gentleman. II claim
that no fellow can keep a daughter and
dog with any safety to the dog Look
at these pieces of p%antaloonsl There's
been another convention of admirers
here tonight, and a quorum of it has
| gone home with its backs to the fence.
You Pink | wonder some of 'em don't
take a night off and spark that dog
with a shot gun!'
What is it all about?' asked an in
nocent Eagle reporter, who had drop
ped in to get the old gentleman's views
on the Egyptian question.
81 don't know sighted Mr.. Dimmit,
''but about twice a week | have to un-
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 popular and-you see that quilt on
my bed? That represents intelligent
admiration. Every patch there had a
hero fastened to it once, but the dog
sort of separated 'em. They come in
squads, and keep coming. I've seen
from a dozen to four gross here and on
the fence at one time. All smitten
clear through, and each clamoring to
be heard first. Why, sir, I've got the
incest dressing-gown made of summer
trouser goods, and the nobbiest over
coat composed of winter cassimeres
that you ever sawr!'
Il should think the samc fellows would
care to come twice. suggested the re-
porter.
81 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
constitutes herself n committee of ways
and means, ahd 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
lar" observed the reporter.
''She's the prettiest girlin Brooklyn
rejoined the old gentleman, with just
pride. "And that's the best dog in
nine counties. Pink likes society, and
she's made the best collection of auto
graphs, as she regards them, to be found
in the possession of any dog on Long
island. Was that the bell? Here Pink!
Hi. your
But he was too late.
There he continued, as the dog
returned after a short excursion; ''that
isl don't believe | know this one,''
and he put on his spectacles and exam
ined the piece of cloth the dog laid at
his feet. 1.-The color is familiar, but |
don't place him. Perhaps my daughter
will know when she comes in. Well,
sir, it is the dumbdest sight you ever
looked at to see her come from the thea
tire and 60 over these patches to find out
who called. Knows every one of 'em!
Can't stick her on a patch, and she's
very neat in making 'em up. Look at
that sofa pillow! just take a look at
that p%iano-coyer! And see this chair,
how easy it is" and the old gentleman
bounced up and down while the report
er looked on ~admir1ngly.
"But you said that a man couldn't
keep "a daughter and a dog with safety
to the dog" limited the reporter.
81 say it," affirmed Mr.. Dimmit, sol
EMMY. ''Think of the dye that dog
swallows! Here touchdown, Pink! Lie
down It's no use!' sighed the old
gentleman. ''Some fellow has Just
come home with her, but he won't come
in here.'
There was q smothered squeal at the
outside door, n quick bark, and n long
drawn groan. Then q glorious vision
swept into the parlor.
SIS this all?" she asked, in a disap-
pointed tone, glancing at the trophies,
Didn't Claude Gomez"
''He may be around under the furni-
ture, darling, or Pink may have swal-
lowed him. Are YOU sure he hasn't got
mixed in the shuflle?" and Mr.. Dimmit
turned the pieces over and regarded his
daughter with loving anxiety.
''There'll be fourteen or fifteen new
ones here tomorrow night, papa" MUIR
INJURED the beautiful girl, rumpling his
hair.
''Ah!" calculated the old man, rub
bling his hands. Il may get a 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 a kind and indulgent father, if the
volume of Washers should always be
equal to the demands of the dog
Brookiyn EagIe.