The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1890-05-21
TiPPECANOE.

The Remarkable Career of . Wonderfully
SagaciOus Dog.
Here lies entombed beneath this soil,
Watered with tears,
The dearest, wisest, high old dog,
For many years
The country ever knew,
TippecanOe!
Died March 8, 1862
This was the inscription. We boys
had spent half holiday carving itwith
our iack-knives on pine slab, and when
the last ii" had been dotted with gim-
let, and the last period made, Tom laid it
down and surveyed his work q moment.
Cant you think Of something more
to put at the bottom?" he said. II don't
feel SO badly when I am at work for the
old fellow"
Tom had already worked within half
an inch Of the notch cut to show how
deep the slab must be sunk. "Think of
something more!" said Phil, indignant
ly. ''It would take all the pine slabs
that ever grew in Maine to say all that
ought to be said about HIM"
This made happy diversion, for, used
aS lOUQ dUu L WOIo w LII . OAdSsCiu-
lions, we felt the corners of our mouths
giving way.
One evening last summer father ex-
claimed
''This is too hot! Let's fill the lunch
baskets tomorrow and take the steamer
for the islands"
This was favorite trip with us boys,
down the harbor to the bay, and the
very mention of 1t sent us off into costa.
Sizes
Sand take Tip?" was the chorus, as
heads came uppermost.
"No," said mother, 'three boys are all
can manage. let Tip 60 last time,
and he made so much trouble can not
take him."
Tip had risen eagerly at the sound OF
his name. but. as the last sentence was
finished, he dropped his head and slowly
left the room.
"Now you have hurt Tips feelings, y
we cried.
He'll have time to get over it, for !
don't think we can get of before day
after tomorrow. Phillus will want one
day to make cake and sandwiches for sc
many"
Where was Tip? No one had seen or
heard him since the night before, and
he never left the premises unless with
one Of us.
Had some one stolen him.
The question became fear, as the
hours went past, and no Tip. Up and
down the city we went inquiring Of
every one we knew If they had seen
our dog; but in vain. That day father
sat in his office, as much distressed as
we. At last, toward evening, the cap
tain of one of the island steamers saun'
tered in. GOOD evening"" he said. "Dc
YOU know were your dog is?"
NO" said my father, I'm sorry te
say don't"
Needn't trouble yourself about him,
said the captain, laughing; ''rll tell YOU
where he has been all day. He marched
down to the wharf this morning, half ar
hour before l started, and straight
aboard my steamer, and there he was
when moored again, fifteen minutes
ago. He's made the round trip. done
tho Islands, made himself agreeable tt
every one. and behaved with the utmost
prOpriety."
What shout there was at home wher
the story came out! Tip had deter
mined to show that he could and would
go; and that he was perfectly proper
parsonage. The change in the day had
been made after he had left the room
and he had marched down little in ad
vance of time, expecting us 10 follow
As we did not appear, he would not re
treat. but had gone through Il Q day il
solitary grandeur.
Phillis had a cat that had in Tip al
admirer of unspeakable devotion. Ont
friendly glance, one touch of her velve
paw, vas reward enough for hours o