Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1890-12-25

Qu6SllOns tldb nave ever COule W lllt Int
funniest is this, "What is the fashion
able dogp" Now, my dear unknown
friend, you might just as well talk of
there being a fashion in babies as in dogs.
Everybody who possesses a dog thinks
1t the very acme of style, and theaverage
dog, nine times out of ten, is so des-
perately stuck on himself that he thinks
he is the one dog in the universe worth
possessing. He regards himself as the
sole and only dog who has chic, and
whether his tail be long or short, he
ways 1t whenever he sees looking
glass, In appreciation of the reflection
therein. l have never had any doubt as
to the stylish dog, To me he has always
been q fox terrier, who with all his
faults 1 am forced to love always and
ever.
woMAN's MOST STYLISH DOG.
| A fox terrier has a way that can only
be described as 'iumpy;" if he is in
clined to be affectionate, instead of
walking up to you delicately and asking
the favor of a kiss, in dog language, he
makes spring from the door to the
chair on which you happen to be sitting,
lands on adelicate part of your anatomy,
nine times out of ten, and then proceeds to
cover your face with rather moist
kisses. If you arei in bed, and especially
if you are victim to an old-fashioned
stomach-ache, and he is permitted to
enter, he would die if he didn't sit Just
where the pains were and look at You
all the time as much as to say, 81 never
eat silly things that make me sick. /
never sit up too late at night, or get up
too early in the morning never work
hot
no, I'm not such fool as you are!n
These are few of the capabilities of
fox terrier. He is beauteous to look
upon, but requires as much careful
grooming as man about town. Con-
sequently think he must be the most
stylish dog.
THE STORY OF A DOG.
know lovely story about a dog,
and must relieve my mind by telling
it. He lived in London and his name
was Charley, and he was the most all
around adorable setter you ever saw.
He was in the habit of toddling around
with his master every place; now his
master was rather gay old bird, and
Charley was well known at the race
tracks, the club houses, and the numer-
GUS places where his masters hanson
was seen driving up. One day Charley
and his master went to the races. When
they got to the gate there was a great
crowd, and the master entered, thinking
Charley was following him, for the han
som had been sent home, as the gentle
man was going back to town with
friends. Charley waited outside the
gate for long, long time; the races
were over, the people went home, and
nobody was left but few boobies and
three or four hansoms.
A DOGS WAY OF "GETTING THERE"
They tried to make up to Charley;
but he refused; he walked along and
looked at every hanson, selected the
best, jumped in, seated himself and re.
fused to get out. All the persuasion in
the world had no effect on him At
last the driver, out of curiosity, took
hold of him by the collar and looked at
it. On it was his masters name and
club address. Being a clever chap he
jumped up on the box, drove to town
to the club and stopped Charley made
one leap from the hanson to the club
steps, where he was let in by the door
keeper, who knew him we'll. The han
som man was promptly paid his fare,
and Charley, once more at home, was
greeted joyfully by his master, who had
just missed him, and cheered enthusiasts
tically by the club for doing what any
well-bred man would do under the cir
cumstances. To-day Charley is resi-
dent of New York. That blissful dog,
who reioices, by the by, in the most
lovely white shirt front you ever saw
came to pay me and my chum visit,
and can assure you tnIt if lie had eX.
pressed the slightest desire to eat either
of us he might have done it. AS it wa,
he had tea to drink, cakes to eat, and
three rapturously pretty women Il am
not including myself in this party t.
adore him. This is true story.
A SECONDHAND LADY.
Did you ever send for second -hant
lady to come to your l don't near
that she was a second hand lady exactly
hut a lady who dealt in second hQnf
clothes. Well, she sent me a card, ant
underneath her name, strongly sugges
tive of Iudea, was written and under
lined From Paris" And that fetchcC
me. | sent for her. She arrived beforD
was up, and while she was waiting
grew so economical | only took on
lump of sugar in my coffee lhcl
when she came in and saw the huge pill
of clothes most of them things that
ought to be wearing, awaiting her, am
the proud air on my face, she looked a
me and said, rather contemptuously
that she didn't think much of them.
never saw anybody who had such
snifty way in my life. a Felix coat sh
tossed by with scorn, an evening cow
that was as good as new she looked u
with Indifference while other belong
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Then she said that she would rive IN
$3.50 for the whole lot, and
TOLD HER 10 GO HOME,
She said great many ladies, re,
ladies, were willing to sell as man
clothes as that for the price of pair
gloves, and l told her didn't need
pair of gloves. Then risked my repl
tation as a real lady, and, standing u
in the majesty of an uncurled bang,
crimson japanese dressing pa
of white Turkish slippers, and a hea
on my neck marked ITO good girl
! told that old woman to go, and il 81
didn't go l would get district me
senger boy to put her out. She WEI
and | sat down and cried, and | said
myself, "Bab, you are the most col
summate idiot in the world, What {
you want doing with secondhand pc
pie? Do as you have always don
give your things away TO first-hal
people, and have pleasure of hearil
somebody thank you for them. The on
thing l can say in extenuation Of yo
Bah, is that it is your first, and, plea
gracious, it will be your only eXperien
with ladies who buy duds."
DEsTINIEs TOLD IN woMEN's MANI
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