The Dawson journal., 1886-09-02
HE FOUND GYP.

time was just to take place. While
the keeper got ready his car and
saw that the inclineplane leading
to the water was well creased, we
looked at the dogs soon to meet
their fate for the awful crime of
running about the streets.
There were all kinds of dogs, to
be sure. They had been kept
here for two whole days and had
not been fed very much, SO some
OF them were stretched out in cor
ners and we're apparently too
weak to make the last pitiful
whine for life. Some even tried
to sleep, poor brutes. One or
two were snarling and lightning.
But enc dog attracted us most.
He was large, neble-looking fell
low and restlessly paced up and
down the blrs rs though expect
ing some one. He had a pair Of
the most expressive eyes ever seen
in animal, and how they glistened
with joy when we snapped our
fingers at him! There he stood,
wagging his tail in a half souled,
humiliated way, and saying with
his beautiful down cast eyes full
of dependency and hope: ooh,
please let nae oat to go home!
What have | done to be drownedw
just then in came rushing a
ragged little newsboy. Mister,
is Gyp here? I come to git Gyp
and take him home. [ amt never
goin' ter let him run again; no,
sir, I amt"
The big dog at the first men
ton of his name began to paw the
bars and barked for Joy. He
leaped into the air, rolled over,
wagged his tail till he appeared
in danger of twisting it off and
seemed on the point of passing
away for gladness.
The newsboy bent close to the
bars, and with tears in his eyes
held out his hands.
"Gyp! Gypr
He tried to fold the dog to ais
heart.
"Gyp, I come after you; I come
to take you home again, Gyp!"
The man dragged the boy away
from the bars. "How much mon
ey have you got, boy?"
Money? [ amt got hardly no
money at all, sir. You see Ted is
sick, and he needs all the money
| can earn and lots more, too. L
can give you all l got, sir, and my
kit to boot, which will be just
thirteen cents"
Il must have 81! Come now.
out with it, or out you go; no fool
ing here!
"Then you going to drown Gyp?
Amt l givin you all | got to my
name? [ want to save him bad;
Gyp and me is great friends, we
Is. Many night have we slept
together in de same cold box and
many day have we eated ofner
de same hunk of bread; an we's
of'n been hungry, too. Gyp once
saved nay life when I fell inter de
water an was near drowned. If
[ was rich man [ would give
yer a millyun dollars ter save
Gyp, bat all [ got is thirteen cents
an my blackin kit, Won't yer
take 'em, mister, ,and gimme Gyp?"
Didn't l tell you [ wanted 81,
or you couldn't have him?"
"If yer won't give 'em ter me
give EN- back for Ted's sake. De
doctur says Ted amt a goin' ter
live very long now any more; he
got run'd over by an ice wagon
an his leg is all smashed to pieces.
Sometimes he gifts outer his head
an kin O feverish like an den he
keeps a askin' fer Gyp all de time.
He might git better if
"You get out, will you?" said
the keeper; "don't give nae any
more nonsense, do you heart" and
he slapped the boy III the face.
"Den l amt a goin ter have Ell
back?"
"No!" roared the man in anger,
"Get out!"
"Oh, poor Gyp," said the boy,
throwing himself before the bars
with broken heart. "Gyp, good
bye; | come ter take yer home
agin, Gyp, but I amt hardly got
no money at all, Gyp, and he
won't let you out II Ted ="
The keeper caught the boy by
the neck and dragged him away
from the cage, "Now you get out
of here, will you. You make
moro Internal noise about an old
cur than--w
And with his great child-heart
bursting with the weight of his
unutterable woe, the newsboy
crept slowly from the place. De
troit Free Press.
Servants OF the Stomach.
The new Governor General of
Canada brought with him thirty
nine servants. That seems a good
many. But every stomach has
more servants than that. Lungs, |
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