The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1886-04-24

by the man that owned him. You'll
soon get him into good condition. He's
a little frightened, bat when you lead
him a block he'll BE- all right
So | started down Woodward ave-
nue.. pulling the dog after me. He per
sisted in sitting down and sliding along
the pavement.
See here" said a gnod-natured
stranger. "you'll choke that pup to
death in il minute or two"
"We!l, | cant stay here al day just
because the pup wants to-
"Oh, you just turn around and try
to lead him up the avenue and he'll go
all right in the other direction"
patted the dog and easily establ sh
ed friendly relations with him. He
WAS a yrly friendly animal. Then we
started off again. He made playful lit
tie jumps ut people which they geue.
rally resented, an! 80 i was kept hu>y
ap-tos zinY most ii the way to the first
crossing. IIeIr he sal down again and
We W.le both yearly rGn over by an
impetaoa> buggy. The pext block we
met another cog and instantly Thought
| was caught in Il whiriwini. | kick
ed The br,:tc> apart uni hauled IN LIE
away by the >t,i!.g.
See here SAID the owner of the
Other dog, ''what id You kick my dog
for!"
IL didn't kick Your dog-particu'ar-
ly. | kicked ut the heap. TO ever
things Up y"r may kick my dog and
Welcome. Further you may kick me
if you ever meet me leading a dog
down Woodward avenae again" He
seemed molufied and went on.
Crossing tho Fort street track the
dog sat down again. The car vas com
ins. of course, aud as the driver put or
the brakes ne did not Disguise what he
thought of both of us. There was
nothing else for it, so | picked the dog
bodily up and carried him to the side
walk. IL. thought this was an exhibi
ton Of my affection for him, SO he paw.
I'd ms over with his muddy feet till l
was Il sight to see. In front of the
Russell House he gave an exhibition
Of his ~playfulness. There were a nun
Der OF men sit ing behind the big plate
glass windows with their feet at the
necessary elevation to enab!e them to
enjoy The passing show in comfort.
The dog saw some one that struck his
fancy. and making Il Sudden break for
him jerked the string out of my hand.
| ~endeavored til coax him back. Itried
to get hold Of the string again. The
miserable brute thought | wanted to
have some fun with him. He playful
~ danced around aud balked joyfulIy.
The Russell House people seemed to
eujoy the affair very much, which OF
course was cOnsoling to me. Two OF
three times | just missed the string and
nearly came down on the pavement in
in my anxiety TO grasp it. The dog
thought it WAS fine sport. He never
had met quite Is Jolly u fellow rs WAS.
1t was not every mastuv that would
drop IN the crowded street and play
with his dog. He leaped from side to
side and ye!ped and was.ed his tail
and thought this WIS not half SO bad "a
world after all. Meanwhile | had to
dlssemb!e and pretend | was HIS friend,
while all the tue would liked TO
have kicked him over the city hall tow
er. At last | turned away in disgust.
He came dancing to me, spr;nging up
to me aud trying to lick my hand in
token of the good time We had had. He
was u very atfectionate dog. l caught
tho string once more, and to prevent a
recurrence of this thing l tied the end
of it to a buttonhole in my o~vercoat.
We went along to the next block in
good shape and then met a small dog.
This n didn't want to fight, but it
wasiu for fun. Round and round me the
two dogs ran until my dog brought up
tightly against my feet having wound
me up in the string like a mummy. l
cut the string at the buttonhole and I'm
wound myself free. stood back and
gave that dog one heartfelt kick. He