, 1883-09-15
THAT BAD BOY.


black eye, leading hungry-loolinl
dog that was walking on the three
legs, and had one tied up with red
silk handkerchief. What is this q
part Of your amateur theater ? Now
you get out Of here mighty quick
A boy that hurts dogs so that they
have to have their legs tied up is nc
friend of mine" and the grocery.
map took up a broom to drive the
dog out doors.
''There, you calm yourself" says
the boy to the groceryman, as the
dog got behind the boy and looked
at the grOceryman as though he
wasn't afraid as long as the had boy
was around. "Set up the crackers and
cheese, and pickles and sausage, and
everything this dog wants to eat.
He is friend of mine. That dog is
my guest, and those are my splints
on his broken leg, and that is my
handkerchief that my girl gave me,
wound around it, and you touch that
dog, save in the way of kindness,
and down comes your hous," and the
. boy doubled up his fists as though he
meant business.
"Poor doggie," said the grocery
man as he cut off a piece of sausage
and offered it to the dog, which was
declined with thanks, expressed by
the wagging tail. "Where did you
steal him ?"
81 didn't steal him, and he's no
cannibal-he won't eat your saI-
sage" and the boy put up his elbow
AS though to ward off an imaginaEy
blow "You see, this dog was fol-
lowing off a pet dog that belonged to
woman, and she tried to shoe him
away, and he wouldn't shoe. He
didn't know he was low-born mis-
cradle dog, with no right to move in
the society Of an aristocratic pet dog,
and he followed right along. lie
thought this was free country, and
one dog was as good as another, and
he followed that woman and her pet
dog right into her door yard. The
pet dog encouraged this dog, and he
went in the yard, and when the wo-
man got up on the steps she threw a
velOcipede at this dog and broke his
leg, and then she picked up her pet
and went in the house so she would
MT hear this dog howl. She is a nice
woman, and l see her go to church
every Sunday with a lot of morocco
books in her hands, and l once
pumped the organ in the church
where she goes, and she was so piOus
l thought she was an angel. But
angels don't break dogs legs. I'll
bet when she goes up to the gate,
and sees st. Peter open the book and
look for the charges against her, she
will tremble as though she had fits.
And when st. Peter runs his finger
down the ledger, and stops at the
dog line, and turns and looks at her
over his spectacles, and says: "Mad-
am, how about your stabbing a poor
dog with a vOlociped, and breaking
its leg ?" she will say it was an acci-
dent, but she can't fool Pete. He is
onto everybOdy's racket, and if they
get in there they have got to have a
clean record"
Say, look-a-here," said the gro
ceryman, looking at the boy in as
tOnishment as he unwOund the hand
kerchief to dress the dogs broken
leg, while the dog looked up in the
boys face with a glance of thankful
ness and confidence that he was an
able practitioner in dog bone setting,
"what kind of talk is that? ? You
talk Of heaven as if its books were
kept like those Of grocery, and you
speak too familarly Of st. Peter"
"Well, I didn't mean any disre-
spect," said the boy, as he fixed
splint on the dogs leg and tied it
with a string, while the dog licked
his hand, "but learned in Sunday
school that up there they watch even
the sparrow's fall, and they wouldn't
be apt to get left on a dog bigger'n a
whole flock Of sparrows, specially
when the dogs fall was accompanied
with such a noise rs a velOcipede
makes when it falls down stairs.
No, sir, woman who throws a vel
ocipede at poor, homeless dog, and
breaks its leg, may carry a carload of
prayer books, and she may attend all
the sOciables, but, according to what
Pve been told, If she goes sailing up
to the gate Of the New Jerusalem as
II she owned the whole place, and
expects to be ushered into private
box, she'll get left The man in the
box Office will tell her she is not on
the list, and that there is a variety
show down below, where the devil is
a star and fallen angels are dancing
the can-can with sheet-irOn tights,
on birthstone lakes, and she can prob
ably crawl under the canvas, but she
can't get in among the angelic hosts
till she can satisfactorily explain the |
dog story TOLD on her Possibly / |
have a raw way Of expressing my
self, lut l had rather take my
chances, if l should apply for admis-
sion up there, with this lame dog
under my arm, than to take hers
with pug that hain't got any legs
broke. A lame dog and a clear con-
science beats pet dog when your
conscience feels nervous. Now Pm |
going to lay this dog in your barrel |
of dried apples, where your cat |
sleeps, and give him a little rest, and |
will give you four minutes to tell