Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1889-07-31
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society.
! 'Tll speak of q new dog tonight
Ewhen I'm driving him home" said
Simpkins. 'It's really not fitting to
be without one. And after I'LL I. dogs
a dog; tisn't like losing a child of ones
own"
"Tisn't much less, I take it. to
master" said Jephson. Il never, no I
never seed a gentleman more took up
with a four-footed beast than he were
with Donal, and the creature deserved
It, he did. It'll go against me to see
another in his place; can't but say as
it will"
Simp!1ins probably felt the same,
though he would not own to it. And
1t was to him a sort of reprieve when
at the very last moment Mr.. Dornley
told him not to meet him on his re-
turn; he was not sure of his train, and
would like the walk. Tho suggestion
the man had on his conscience to make
must wait till another opportunity.
1t was now fully three, getting on in
deed for four months. since Donal's dis
appearance One or two we'll
neighbcr5 going up by the same train
as MIR. Dornley and in the same car
riage, hazzarded question or two. to
which they knew the answer before it
came.
''No, no; no news of Donal, poor
fellow" was his masters reply, rather
shortly given, as he FASTENED to change
the subject by some remark on last
nights debate or the unsettled state of
South Africa.
Upon my word" said one of these
would-be sympathizers to another, as
they shared a hansome to the city,
''Dornley is almost absurd about his
dog. His face clouds over, and he
shuts one up. if one mentions the
creature, as if Don had been his dear
est friend"
''Ye-es," said the other, younger
and more impressionable man, "per-
haps 80. Still. if you've never gone
through it yourself, it's thing you
can't understand-losing your dog, I
mean," and he heaved sigh to the
memory of some past experience of the
kind.
Mr. Dornley was signing too, though
not audibly, as he strolled up Regina
street.
wish those fellows had hold their
tongues" he was saying to himself.
'Their common-sense might haze told
them it wasn't a pleasant subject. I
wish to goodness l could forget about
my poor dog. I'd even give some
ching to know he was dead"
| AS he thought thus, from side
street there emerged into his view a
shabby, n:oleskin- waist-coated and
capped, generally Unlocking individ-
ual; he seemed li.'e a very decayed
game-keeper, or by a great stretch of
the imagination one could have fancied
that at some past period of his ex-
istence he mad been an bridegroom in
a gentlemans stable. Mr.. Dornley's
gaze fell on him, passed over him, and
withdrew, as our gaze falls on thou
sand human beings whom we do not
even know that our eyes have perceived.
But something else had been perceived
in that sixtieth part of second by the
eyes, which, faithful to their own de-
partment, az once reported it to the
brain. And the brains orders came
peremptorily:
''Look again." and Mr.. Dornley's
eyes looked, not knowing that they
had seen.
Then the whole man started, impeled
at once by the consciousness of what
was before him.
Half hidden at the first glance by the
man who held him closely chained,
was noble dog. His great, soft eyes
gazed sadly and forlornly ON the ugly,
muddy London street, his head turning
as if in search of friendly glance or
word. MIR. Dornley stared for mo-
ment, but he kept his wits about him.
The Unlocking fellow caught his eyes,
and instantly dragged forward the col.
prominent position.
want to buy dog, STRIP he began
obsequiously. brought i'm up from
the country this very mornin' as ever
was. Reared i'm myself; knows all
about i'm; shall ave i'm a. real bar
gain, sir; too many about our place,
else wouldn't part with i'm for no
price, and that's the gospel truth"
The dog looked at Mr. Dornley; Mr.
Dornley looked at the dog. He (Mr
Dornley) had hard work to control
himself. don! nay old Donal!' was
on the tip of his tongue, but he must
be cautious.
He hasn't recognized me yet," he
said to himself, land if he did the man
might make off with him."
What do you want for him?" he
asked, CURLY, speaking rather low,
for fear of Donals hearing his voice,
while with the tail of his eye, greatly
to his satisfaction, he deserted the
portly form of a policeman looming
near.
The man scratched his head.
"Well, now. sir" he began. eff
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