The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-11-29
A DOG FARM.
Desrois free Pr~ss.l

EDesroif Free Press.l Peter Partiin has . deg farm on Cass avenue, somewhere up ia the eight hundreds, and he and his excenent wife were at dinner the other day when . representative of the Fres Pyess called, accompanied by a gentleman who wanted to " buy a dorg.h
 The two peaceful citiEens rang the door bell of the modest house and at the same moment that the tintinabulatinn of the bell resounded on their ears, there came a whirlwind of dogs. barking them selves blind and ravenous for gore. only slight picket fence was 6esween the citiDens and the demnition bow-wons."
 Can you think of q prayerl" asked the citisen of the representative of the Free Press.
 We'll. should hope 90; I'm no. oui,e heathen. Twinkle,t-w-i-n-k-i-e I-i-t-t-i-e st-a-r-get out there, bruses l~lh-ow wonder"
 "Come in! Hello, you daugsl God bless me. wadn't the scamps like to taste ye? Ach the sweet thingsi Lie down, Ponto, ye pastel"
 "Did ye want to buy . dorgi" piped l a woman's voice.
 Mrs. Partlin, a neat lady who had just risen from the noon day meal laid her soft hand on the head of . tremendous Newfoundland that seemed. to fill the ro4a2. ----~--s" s"-"-"~-
 Meow isn't he beauty? Lie down, Ponto, dear-mind mother now, pet. Me husband has refused S4oo for this very dorg."
 Ponto is a magnificent animal, with a great velvet head, black as ink, and the soft beseeching eyes of his race he could | fell man or horse with his massive strength.
 "We owned his grandmother in New Orleans. She was queen ' We raised him in St Louis. MT. Vanderbilt couldn't buy that dog" said Peter, with much pride. "We'd as soon think of selling the childer."
 In barns and kennels outside there were families of half-grown Newfound- land cubs, sleek and round as young bears.
 "We're just giving them away" said Mr. PArtlin. They're only Sl, each. 1t's shame, but the dog business is low like, just now"
 But some half grown beauties were not to be had for cent less than $40.
 @And dog cheap they air at that ? said Mir. Partlin. "l don't moind helpin' ye tic him up, if ye take wan and putin him in the vehicle" The citizen had known beforehand that the Partlin dogs could not be had for song, and he counted out the money and took the dog. At least he tried to. but the dog took him, and for some little time man and dog were undistinguish- able. MT. Partlin coaxed the dog into the house and he was muzzied and sold He was splendid mastiff, and the pride of the citizen as he rode away in front of the animal in a temporary kennel was only equalled by his fear that he would get his muule of and sample his new master in an anatomical experiment. The representative of the Free Pyess staid and enjoyed sociable chat with Mir. and Ms Partiin concerning the pedigree of their handsome dogs.
 We don't dale in miscellaneous dogs,n said Mir. Partlin. "E would not tooch a Pudle with pair of tongs. We just keep family of Newfoundlands for our own pleasure and profit"
 They're that kind and sensible" said Mrs. Partlin that we niver need a lock on dure. Sure Ponto. there, would swallow yees aloive, if ye'd lay a hand on him."
 "G-o-o-d P-p-onto," said the represen- tative of the Free Pyess with chattering teeth, "n-i-ce d-o-gl"
 wouldt sell one of them Newfound- land kittens for less than SIP to the next president himself" said MT. Partlin.
 "Ye can have wan for ten ef ye carry it of with you," said Mrs. Partlin in an undertone.
 l But the visitor remembered that it was going to be hard winter and declined to invest, bat if anyone wants a blue blooded. black-coated, curly-haired dog, who can carry his grandmother's record under his arm, and has a trnnk full of premiums, he is referred to the Partlin dogs on Cass avenue. They would not only take the cake, but get away with the whole ranch"
 Honesty Pays.