The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-07-26

until they were forced to climb into a wagon that stood under shed.
 Confound him." said the editor, " is he going to keep us here all night P
 Haven't explored his intentions" re piled Jim, who finding himself compara- lively safe. assume ed one of his laziest air and proceeded to divest the affair of any interest which it might have once pos sessed.
 "Say," called Blankenship from his corner, where, surrounded by darkness and irritation, he sat on the edge of a board, five got work to do, and cant afford to fool away my time here"
 So long then, if you are gone"
 "I thought that you were too lazy to make fun of man ?'
 And I thought that you were too in- dustrious to allow dog to blockade your path of duty. By the way, Blank, by standing on this can reach corner oi the roof. By George, I've done it." and Blankenship heard him on the boards above his head. q am too short," called the editor, after making an attempt to follow his lazy friend.
 That's rather unfortunate. My! how furious the beast is."
 linn, can't you reach down and pull me up?"
 No: the boards would give way and iha, would balance the books in favor of the dog. Why don't you shoot him, Blank ?"
 "Shoot him." said the editor, in dis gust. never carried a pistol in my life. don't even keep one in my room" 1"
 linn would crawl over to the other side of the shed, climb down, sneak away, go to the house and tell the owner of the dog to come out and drive him away. Yes, he would go as quickly as he could. Ire editor waited and waited. He thought that he heard Jim singing away over on the hill, and grinding his teeth he cursed the triaing rascal. He thought with the bitterness of humiliation how often he had asserted in the presence of Jim and his sister that he had never known fear. Clarissa with melting eyes had declared that she worshiped the brave. He had told them that desperate men had tried in vain to break his courage. One by one the neighboring lights went out A singing drunkard reelcd along the road, close to the shed, but the dog took no notice Of him.
 "Say, there ' called MT. Blankenship.
 Say yeslf," replied the drunken man.
 I'm up here in wagon and this in- fernal dog won't let me get down."
 "Thaz so?'
 "Yes can, you help ne v
 "B'lieve nod t night, podner. Come 'roun' s'm other night.'
 Singing his Jerky, discordant song, the drunken fellow passed on, and the editor, sitting on the edge of the sharp board, shook his fist in the darkness, cursed the hilarious passer-by and called down the wrath of the united gods on the heads of the inefficient temperance reformers. When morning dawned the dog reluc- tantly gave up the position which he had so faithfully guarded. By the time the editor reached his boarding house, he was so furious, having had ample time for reflection, that he could eat no break fast. The spirit of vengeance arose within his bosom, and vowing that he would chastise Jim within an inch of his worthless life, he set out for the house of his love and his hate. Clarissa met him at the door. He merely nodded in re- sponse to her greeting.
 Where's Jim3"
 "Come into the parlor and m ind him. He was out in the backyard, just now, boxing with a prize fighter, but l believe he's up stairs handling dumb bells"
 The editors wrath began to feel more as though it were indigenous to the tenn perate 1one, and by the time Jim, in his shirt sleeves, entered the room. the mus cles in Mir. Blankenship's arms had lost much of their rigidity.
 "That was a mean trick you served me last night, Jim"
 "Oh, you mean about that dog ?"
 "Yes, do."
 "Well, you see, would have gone over to the house, but l couldn't open the gate and didn't feel like climbing the fence"
 "Why didn't you call some one ?"
 "I did. A man came out and told him that I'd like to see the owner of that dog. Said that he had gone down into