San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-12-29
THE LITTLE JOKE or a BIG DOG.
Leading His Dnppcr Master an Exasper-
utins Chase in tho Streets.

Leading His Dappcr Master an Exasper-
utins Chase in tho Streets.
A dapper little man, evidently dressed
in his best suit of clothes," led n hugo
Newfoundland dog out of the basement
door of big brownstone Fifth avenue
house not long ago. A bright nickel
plated chain attached to q handsome silver
collar which was fastened about the dogs
neck with Il jcweled paddock served as
leading string, holding the big animal to
its small owner. The dogs coat had been
combed until it shone, his feet were clean,
his sides were plump. The best blood OF
his race flowed in his veins. lie evidently
knew not what hunger or thirst meant,
and he slept on warm rugs under q roof
that never leaked And still he did not
look perfectly happy. He walked along
sedately enough at the end of his chain for
a time, and the pride the master took in
the brutc's handsome appearance was APP
parent from the number of times he looked
him over, from the black tip of his moist
nose TO the waving end of his bushy tail,
at intervals of about one minute.
The dogs air was listless. He had evil
IDENTIFY had n surfeit of feeding and comb
ing and admiration.
Presently watering cart approached,
sprinkGng the dusty street wish a gener-
Gus shower Tho NewfoundlaCds eyes
| sparkled a little and his cars were pricked
| up. As the pleasant sound of tho falling
waters became louder, his buShy tail curled
| up higher and higher, and his whole APP
pearance betokcned intense interest,". Just
as the cart passed the pair tho dog gave a.
| sudden and mighty bound that dragged
| the chain through the little mans hand %
| if it had been creased.
eli, there, Carlo. Como back, sir."
| shouted the master as he ran after the dog,
| which wGS making straight for the.water
| cart, The little man was quick on his legs
| and could run like Il Splinter, but ho was
! not lin it with the dog, which was under
! the streaming water having delightful
! bath before 2Hy o. kaa tir.,,c 70 r-ii~.I., As
his master approached, and in spite of the
| risk of wet feet was about to make grab
| at the trailing chain, Carlo dartcd out
! from under the cataract and rolled over
| and over in the dusty road in delirium of
! luxury coupled with mischief that was al
| most human. His long, well combed coat
| was instantly muddy and sorry mass of
| water and dust. and his appearance was so
| changed from what it had been n moment
before that it was difficult to recognise
! him. His master would not attempt to
handle him now, and no one knew il better
| than Carlo.
''Get home, you brute!" shouted the dap
per little man, retreating as the dog APP
preached him with the evident desire of
fawning upon him. The dog turned with
almost grin on his face, and running un-
der the sprinkler again calmly followed
the cart at Il walk, while C. Q 7ater soaked
him to the skin, for several Dlocks. When
ever the little man, thoroughly distressed
and Disguised, showed signs of Selling the
chain and ending the fun, Carlo would
make dash for tho dust, where a quick
roll would insure his liberty again. The
| pair passed ont of sight, still playing this
| little gamc--New York Tribune.