Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-09-14
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Mr. Dtmmit's Dog and Eis Daughter.
From the Brooklyn Esgle1

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tFrom the Brooklyn Eagle1
"I can't imagine what ais that dog!"
observed Mr.. Dimmit, surveying his
canine with considerable apprehension.
"Here, Pinkie Well. I'm best Look
here I'm dumbed if she hasn't got a
whole patchwork quilt in her mouth !!
Look at these pieces All good CLOTH"
and the old gentleman spread them out
on the parlor carpet.
"That comes of hosting up family"
continued the old gentleman. "I claim
that no fellow can keep a daughter and
dog with any safety to the dog Look at
these pieces OF pantaloonsl There'sbeen
| another convention OF admirers here to-
night, and a quorum of it has gore
| home with It's backs to the fence. You
Pink wonder some of 'em don't take
| night off and spark that dog with o
shotgun %
"What is it all about? }" asked an in
| nocent Eagle reporter, who had dropped
in to get the old genteman's views on
the Egyptian question.
&c l don't know" sighed Mr.. Dimrait,
but about twice O. week / have to IN
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 rop-
alar and-you see that quilt on my bed?
That represents Intelligent admiration.
| Every patch there had hero fastened
to it once, but the dog sort CT 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 sumEt4 trousers goods, and the
| nobbiest overcoat composed OF winter
cassimeres that you ever saw I"
! 81 shouldn't thl1.k the same fellows
would care to come twice." suggested
the reporter.
| CT 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 EN-. They have caucuses,
and committees, and delegates, and all
that. Won know where there are so
many they have 30 organize SO as to
keep some KIND Of order, and then Pink
constitutes herself q committee Of ways
and means, and takes up an impartial
collection OF 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, 10 be found in the
| possession Of any dog OF Long island.
Was that the bell? Here, Pink HI,
you!'
| But he was too late.
"There, he continued, as 4he Cog re-
| turned after a short excursion; "that is
I don't believe know this one" and
| heput On his spectaclesa and examined the
piece OF cloth the dog laid at his feet.
=" The color is familiar, but I don't place
him. Perhaps my daughter will know
when she come III. 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 'em 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 daughter and dog with safety
to the dog" limited the reporter.
| - Mr I'll
emily. "Ehink Of the dye that dog
swallowsi Here you'll down, Pink! Lie
down lis no usei'' sighed the old
gentleman. Some fellowhas just come
home with her, bat he won't come in
| here"
There was a smothered squeal at the
outside door, quick bark. and long
drawn groan. Then a glorious vision
swept into the parlOr.
| els this all?" she asked, ID disap-
pointed tone, glancing at the trophies.
''Didn't Claude Gomez
| ''He 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 shutfls?" and MIR. Dimmit
turned the pieces ever and regarded his
| daughter with loving anxiety.
''Therell be fourteen or fifteen new
ones here tomorrow night, papa" muir
INJURED the beautiful girl, rumpling his
hair.
"Ahr' calculated the old man, rubbing
his hands. 81 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 loving and
popular daughter could be to kind and
indulgent father, If the volume of mash
ers should always be equal to the de-
| nands of the dog.
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