The Portland daily press., 1883-05-08

lArkansaw traveller
GEES lost all respect for himself" said a
saloon~keeper, as a large dog walked behind
the bar and began to lap beer drlppings from
pail.
The bystanders looked at the man in sur.
prise.
'slts fact. Some time ago, when that
dog came from the country, he was gentle
manly and well-behaved. Now he can't walk
the streets in peace. Shortly after his arri-
val he went to the bucket there and began to
lap the beer drlppings. He turned away and
grinned with evident displeasure. but / no
ticed that he soon came back. Pretty soon
he became regular visitor, and the first
thing | knew he was drunk. He took anoth-
er drink and went out, soon returning with
another dog. They took drink and by way
of compliment shifted each other. That's
the way they tip glasses, you know. Well,
they kept on drinking until they began to
quarrel. Finally they got into fight and I
had to put them out. Next day Bob, the
dog drinking there now, came in. He was
so nervous he could hardly walk and he
looked broke up and detected. felt sorry
for him and gave him some whiskey in a
pan. You'd ought to have seen him. He
chucked and shook himself with thankful
ness He came back after while and
whined formore. thought I'd play a joke
on him. and mixed his drinks. Then he
got bowling drunk. He went out into the
street and tried to raise a row with every
dog he saw. A country-looking dog came
along and Bob walked up and stood in front
of him. The country dog didn't say any
thing, but walked quietly around. A dog
won't resent an insult very quick when he's
in a strange place. bob stepped in front of
him again, and again the country dog walked
around. Bob was spilin' for row and he
rubbed against the country dog, when sud
denly the country dog hauled off and
knocked Bob down, jumped on him and
rolled him shamefully, Bob got up finally
and staggered into the saloon, got another
drink and raved. l understood him, and
just as plainly as anything could be, he
swore he'd kin the country dog. He snorted
around and turned over the chairs, and then
with whoop, went out to find the country
dog. didn't let him see me, but followed
along. He found the country dog lying I'M
der wagon. The strange dog got Up and
looked at Bob, Bob sorter bowed and walked
around. Then he came back to the saloon
with mouthtul of hair that he had found
somewhere. I reckon you whipped him,
said /, and put the hair on the floor and
walked proudly around it. Bob, you can't
fool me- said; the dog you fought was a
yellow dog. This hair is black. How do
you explain it?' never saw anybody look
so mean. He hung his head and sneaked
away. Oh, but he's sharp. One time he
got on such spree that he had the jim
Jams. / saw him stepping over streaks of
sunlight and starting neryously, and
thought I'd play a joke on him. He lay
down and tried to sleep, but every now and
then he jump up. While he wasn't look
Ing slipped up and put one of these black
snake whips near him. When he saw it he
jumped about ten feet and howled. He came
around where was and seemed to be ask
ing my opinion of the affair. l walked out
and pretended that didn't see anything.
That puzzled him. Finally he concluded
that he must have been mistaken, so he
went to the far-end of the house and lay
down again / took up the whip and tossed
it on him. Well, sir, you could have heard
him howl for a mile. After this he swore
off. I'd ask him to take drink and he'd
walk away. He held out for about two weeks
and fell again. He came limping in as
though he had rheumatism. He looked at
me as If to say: What's good for thisr l
understood him and gave him drink
Pretty soon he came back with something
the matter with one of his eyes, / gave him
another drink, and after awhile he came
back with his tail all twisted out of shape
He could put up more excuses than any dog
l ever saw. Look at him now. He's drunk
as FOOL. He's gone, femme tell you, and
he's not only ruined himself, but he's
dragged several very respectable dogs down
with him. Why, sir, it would astonish You
to see how little confidence the dogs Of this
community have in Bob. None of them,
except the very bad ones, will associate
with him. Go away, now. You shan't
have anything else to-day" and the MARIA
tor of these solemn facts wiped the bar with
rag and refused credit to freckled-faced
boy with pitcher.