Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1890-05-15
TlPPECANoE.
The Remarkable Career of a Wonderfully
SagaciOus Dog.


The Remarkable Career of a 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,
Tippecanoel
Died March g. 1862
This was the inscription. We boys
had spent half holiday carving twith
our jack knives on pine slab, and when
the last IL had been dotted with gim
let, and the last period made. Tom laid it
down and surveyed his work moment
Cant you think of something more
to put at the bottom?" he said. Il don't
feel so badly when | 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 morer' said Phil, indignant
~. at would take all the pine slabs
that ever grew in Maine to say all that
ought to be said about him.
This made a happy diversion, for, used
as Tom and we're to Phil's exaggera-
tions, 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 it sent US off into costa
sies.
And take Tip?'' was the chorus, as
heads came uppermost.
NO, said mother, three boys are all
l can manage. | let Tip 20 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,
we cried.
Hell have time to get over it, for
don't think we can get off before day
after tomorrow Phillus win want one
day to make cake and sandwiches for SO
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 as
Had some one stolen him.
The question became a 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. do
you know were your dog is?"
NO, said MY father, ''I'm sorry to
say don't"
Needn't trouble yourself about him, =
said the captain, laughing; I'll tell you
where he has been all day He marched
down to the wharf this morning, half an
hour before ! started, and straight
aboard my steamer, and there he was
when moored again. fifteen minutes
ago. He's made the round trip. done
the Islands, made himself agreeable to
every one, and behaved with the utmost
propriety.
What shout there wasat home when
the story came out lip had deter
mined % show that he could and would
20. and that he was perfectly proper
parsonage The change in the day had
been made after he had LETT the room.
and he had marched down little in adj
vance Of time. expecting US to follow
As we did not appear. he would not re-
treat, but had gone through the day in
solitary grandeur
Phillis had cat that had in TIP an
admirer Of unspeakable devotion. One
friendly glance, one touch Of her velvet
Paw, was reward enough for hours Of