The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-08-04
PINKTE.
Mr.. Dimmies Dog and His Daughter.
From the BROOKLYN Eaglel

L can't imagine what alls that dog"
observed Mr.. Dimmit, surveying his
canine with considerable apprehension.
:" Here, Pinkie Well, I'm blest Look
here I'm dumbed if she hasn't got
whole patchwork quilt in her mouth
Look at these pieces / All good cloth"
and the old ger leman spread them out
on the parlor calpet.
That comes Of hosting up family"
continued the old gentleman. 81 claim
that no fellow can keep a daughter and
dog with any safety to the dog Look at
these pieces of pantaloonsl There's been
another convention of admirers here to-
night, and quorum of it has gone
home with its backs to the fence. You
Pink wonder some Of EN- don't take
a night off and spark that dog with a
shotgun I"
"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.
L don't know" sighed Mr. Dimmit,
but about twice a 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
to 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
time. 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.
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 eaucuses,
and committees, and delegates, and all
that. You know where there are SC
many they have to organize so as to
keep some kind of order, and then Pink
constitutes herself committee of ways
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 in 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 !"
But he was too late.
"There," he continued, as the dog re-
turned after a short excursion; 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 so over
these patches to find out who called.
Knows every one of EN- Can't stick
her on a patch, and she's very neat in
making em up. Look at that sofa pill
low Just take a look at that piano
cover And see this chair, how easy il
is, and the old gentleman bounced up
and down while the reporter looked OF
admiringly.
But you said that man couldn't
keep a daughter and dog with safety
to the dog" limited the reporter.
"I say it, affirmed Mr.. Dimmit, sol
emily. ''Ihink of the dye that dog
swallows! Here you'll down, Pink Lie
down It's no use!" sighed the ole
gentleman. ''Some fellow has just come
home with her, but he won't come IL
here"
There was a smothered squeal at the
outside door, a quick bark, and long
drawn groan. Then glorious vision
swept into the parlor.
els this all?" she asked, in a disap
pointed tone, glancing at the trophies
F'Didn't Claude Gomez"
"He may be around under the furni
ture, darling, or Pmkie may have swal
lowed him. Are you sure he hasn't go
mixed in the shuhle?" and Mr.. Dimmi
turned the pieces over and regarded hi
daughter with loving anxiety.
"There'll be fourteen or fifteen new
ones here to morrow night, papa" muir
INJURED the beautiful girl, rllmpling hil
| hair.
"Ah?' calculated the old man, rubbing
his hands. 81 may get summer suit
after all.
And the reporter left the good ole
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.