Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-12-20
A Chase for a Loved One.

and our East End gentleman picked up the
dog bodily and rushed into the smoker with
il, his face crimson. The ragamuff1n made
a desperate effort to get on, but the conduc-
tor pushed him of, the man inside heaved a
sign of relief, and the crowd, open -mouthed,
watched the car run mp the hill. But the
boy was made of good stuff. He hastily bor-
rowed dime of one of his newsboy
chums and started after the car. 1t was
long, hard race up the hill, but while the
car stopped momentar;ly at Wyiie avenue
our friends blood wns chilled by the ap-
pearance of the same small boy, putting and
Thought yer wnz goin' to get away with
my dawg, didn't yer?" yelled the boy be-
tween his breaths in 4 voice SO shrill that
every man in the smoker turned abruptly to
the man with the dog.
"Why, what do you mean?" he asked,
while red and white played hide-aud-seek on
his face. "This dog was given to me by
friend of mine not half an hour ago." This
latter in tone loud enough for the now
thoroughly aroused passengers to hear.
our house last night and I've been huntin'
him ever since," Still in the exasperatingly
shrill voice that penetrated to every tym-
panum.
"But was promised this dog the day he
was born NV friend Mr.. - owns the
mother and this dogs one of the best bred
Irish settlers in this town"-said with
desperate effort to take every body in the car
"'Taint no Irish setter at ALL kin show
you the mother If yum git off the car to
Marion street."
The Test of Dumb Affection.
THE passengers were growing stern.
"See If the dog will recognize the boy" de-
manded one fierce looking gentleman with
military mustache and goatee. Our friend
reluctantly pulled the dog out from under
the seat. Every eye was upon it.
NWhy Prince. old fellOw.n said the bOv in
a subdued voice as he snapped his fingers
from the distance prescribed for him by our
East End gentleman. Princes eyes fairly
danced. His tail went as if he were tongue
ing fresh trail. He was changed dog.
"Umph'' was ali the fierce gentleman said,
but there was a lot of disgust in it. The
other passengers looked at each other and
turned away.
Il don't understand it," said the dog ad-
mirer, considerably crestfallen. How did
you know this dogs name was Prtnce?"
"Wouldn't know his name when raised
him from the time he wuz pup so iigh?"
This in the old shrill voice again, as he in
dicated the height Of a mite of a puppy with
"You must live near Mr.. IS and got the
dogs name that way"
The boy beganto cry and the man showed
the dog down again. discreetly observing to
himself that possession was nine points Of
the law. "Why don't you both go to Mr.. |
and have him explain" suggested one |
ested this time by the boys tears. |
'rIl go any place" boohooed the boy.
"Well then come to my office at o'clock |
Mr.. -" This said with the nervous force a |
drowning man would show catching ut
straw.
the boy.
The passengers looked at each other again
as much rs to say, "You wouldn't expect O |
man of his appearance to stoop to SO Iowa
reigned for a long time. The boy dried his
eyes but kept one of them on the dog. One |
by one the passengers dropped off. The
boy was going to get of. Finally he asked
him.
'I'm goin' to stay with you till get my
dawg," said the boy, as he set his lips firmly |
Every Avenue of Escape Cut Of.
This brought matters to a crisis A
scene at his East End residence was GER
tainIy not to be desired and the boy in
tended to make one. What was to be done1
"Will you go back with me now to
Mr. -s?"
I'm goin' ter stay with the dawg," reiter.
ated the boy.
So dog, boy and man got or the car, and
they were by this time beyond the Oakland
power house, and took the next one back,
the man discreetly directing the converse
tion with the boy into channels that would
not excite the curiosity, not to say indigna-
lion, of the new set of passengers. The dog
was smuggled back through the alley to the
she'd and then man and boy appeared before
Mr.. -. The man told his tale of woe.
"That's my dawgT 1nterposed the boy,
sand I'm goin' ter hev him"
"Your dogr' yelled Mr.. -. seizing the
BOY by the collar. You little rascal, didn't
raise that puppy ana don't own the
20
~ kin show you the mother of that pup,
90 if veil only let me-" sOpbed the bow |
The anger of the two gentlemen had been
Using rapidly, but now at sight of the boys
ears and his earnest and honest, though
lirty, face doubts began to filter into their
minds. Could a boy ofa dozen years act so
veil? Or, if his tears were genuine. could q
10Y who loved dumb brute so well be black
t heart? And SO it came about that all
hree visited the little shed when light for
he first time dawned on the gentleman from
he East End. The boy-Eddie Dcv1in they
was his name-took home his '
recious Prince, and now our East End gen. {
leman has young Irish setter that isn't \
lack