Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-06-21
PRIVATELEAROYD'SS
BY RUDYARD KIPLING.

from the wicked wiles av that wealthy oulC
woman, an I'll 60 wild We this evenin' an
spake to her the wurrds av truth an hon
esty. But jock" says he, waggin' hi
heead, twas not like ye to kape all tha
good dhrink an thin fine cigars to yerself
while Orth'ris here an me have been prowl
in round wild throats as dry as limekilns
an nothin' to smoke but canteen plug
Twas a dhirty thrick to play on a comrsde
for why should you, Learoyd, be balancin
yourself on the butt av satin chair, as II
Terence Mulvaney was not the aquil ay
anybody who thrades in jutel''
Let me alone, sticks in Orth ris, "but
that's like lite. Them wot's really fitted to
decorate society get no show, while blum
derin' Yorkshireman like you"
Nay" says 1, 'it's none O. t. blunderin'
Yorkshireman she wants, it's Rip. He's t
| gentleman this journey"
Soa t. next day Mulvaney an Rip an me
goes to Mrs. DeSussa's. an T. Irishman
bein' a stranger, she wor bit shy at fost.
| But yo've heeard Mulvaney talk, an yo'
NAV believe as he fairly bewitched Z avid
| lass wal she let out at she wanted to tex
Rip away wi her to Munsooree Pahar.
| Then Mulvanev changes his tune an axes
her solemn-like if she'd thought O. t. conse-
| quences O. gettin' two poor but honest SOL
diers sent t. Andamning Islands. Mrs. De-
SuSsa began to cry, SO Mulvaney turns
round oppen t. other tack an smooths her
down, allowin' at Rip nd be vast better
off in T. hills than down i Bengal, an twas
pity he shouldn't 60 wheer he was so well
beliked. An sos he went on, backin' an
film an workin' up Z AVID lass wal she
felt as if her lie warn't worth nowt if she
didn't heve Z dog.
Then all of a suddint he says: fBut ye
ho11 hau inb
heart, not like this could-bloo6ed Yorkshire
man; but twill cost We not penny less than
three hundher rupees"
."Don't yo' believe him, num-" saws L;
't' Colonels 1aady wouldn't tex 500 for
him."
who said she would? says Mulvaney;
cts not buyin' him I name, but for the
sake O. this kind, good laady, I'll do what
never dreamt to do in my life. I'll staale
himr'
Don't say STEAL" SAYS Mrs. DeSussa;
'he shall have the happiest home. Dogs
often get lost. you know, an then they stray,
an he likes me an l like him as niver
liked dog yet, an I must hev him. If 1
got him at I last minute 1 could carry him
of to Munsooree Pahar, an nobody would
niver knaw."
Now an again Mulvaney looked acrost
what he was after, 1 concluded to tax his
leead.
"Well, num-" says, 81 never thowt to
COON down to dog steealin', but if my COM
rade sees how it could be done to oblige a
laady like yo'sen, I'm nut t man to hod
back, tho it's bad business, I'm thinkin',
an 800 rupees isa poor set-of again t
chance O. them Damning islands as Mul-
vaney talks on"
''I'll mex it $780," says Mrs. DeSussa;
"only let me hev T. dogp'
So we let her persuade us, an she teks
Rips measure theer an then, an sent to
Hamilton's to order a silver collar again t
time when ne was to be her avn, which was
to be t. day she set off for Munsooree Pahar
'Sitha, Mulvaney," says /, wher we was
outside, you're niver goin' to let her hev
RipI''
AN would We disappoint poor old
woman" saws he; 'she shall have Rip"
AN wheer's he to come through" says L
"Learoyd, my man, he sings out, "you're
a pretty man av your inches an good COM
rade, but your head is made av duff Isn't
our friend Orth'ris Taxidermist an rale
artist wild his nimble white fingers? An
what Ta1idermist but a man who can
thrate shkins? Do We mind the white dog
that belongs to the Canteen Sargint, bad cess
10 him-he that's lost half his time an
snarlin' at the rest? He shall be lost for
good now; an do We mind that he's the very
spit in shape an size av the Colonel's
barrin' that his tail is an inch too long, an
he has none av the color that divarsifes the
rale Rip, an his timper is that av his
masther an worse. But fwhat is an inch on
a dogs tail? An fwhat to a professional
like Orth'ris is a few rlngstraked shpots av
IL Il
ALL"
Then we meets Orth'ris. an that little
man bein' sharp as a needle, seed his way
throught t. business in a minute. An he
went to work a practisin' 'air.dyes the very
next day, beginnin' on some white rabbits
he had, an then he drored all Rips mark
in's on t. back of a white Commissariat
bullock, so as to get his and in an be sure
of his colors; shadin' off brown into black
as material as Lie. Ii Rip he'd fault it was
too mich markin', but it was strangely
reg lar, an Orth 'ris settled himself to make
a fost-rate job on it when he got haud o. t
Canteen Sargint's dog. Theer niver was
sich dog as thot for bad temper, an it did |
nut get no better when his tail he'd to be
fettled an inch an half shorter. But they
may talk O. theer Royal Academies as they
like. niver seed bit O. animal paintin'
to beat t copy as Orth'ris made of Rips |
marks, wal t picter itself was snarlin' all t.
time an tryin' to get at Rip standin' theer
10 be copied as good as goold.
Orth'r allus he'd as mich conceit on him
sen as would lit a balloon, an he wor so
pleased wi his sham Rip he wor for TEX
king him to Mrs. DeSussa before she went
away. But Mulvaney an me stopped thot,
KNOWN Orth'ris' work, though niver so
oliver, was nobbut skin deep.
An at last Mrs. DeSussa fixed t. day for
startin' to Munsooree Pahar. We was to
tex Rip to t stayshun i basket an hand
him ovver just when they was ready to
start, and then she'd give US T. brass-as was
agreed upon.
An my wodl 1t were high time she were
of, for them 'sir-dyes upon t ours back |
took vast of paintin' to keep t. rect cutler,
tho Orth'r spent a matter O. rupees 6 |
annas i t. best drooggist shops i Calcutta.
An't' Canteen Sargint was lookin' for lis |
dog everywheer; an, wi bein' tied up, t.
beasts timper got waur nor ever.
1t wor l. t eveniu' when t. train started |
thro' Howrah, an we 'elped Mrs. DeSussa |
wi about 60 boxes, an then he gave her t.
basket. Orth'ris, ior pride av his work, |
axed us to let him COON along wi us, an
he couldn't help liftin' t lid an showin' t. |
cur as he lay coiled oop.
"OhI" says t. avid lass, "the beauteel |
How sweet he looks!" An Just then t
beauty snarled an showed his teeth, so Null |
vaney shuts down t. lid and says: "Ye'll |
be careful, marin, when ye tex him out.
He's disaccustomed to travelling by T. rail-
way, an he'll be sure to want his rale mis-
tress an his friend Learoyd. so yell make |
allowance for his feelings at fost''
She would do all thot an more for the |
dear, good Rip, an she would nut oppen t.
h,eEaf till thew were miles avar for faor /