Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-05-23
FOUR SHORT STORIES.
A Dream to No Purpose-The Tragic Tale of
Tom, the Bull Dog-Majorities are Stub
born Things-A Tramp's Dainty Taste
Sketches of Real Life,


Tom, the Bull Dog-Majo are Stub
born Thinss-A Tramp's Dainty Taste
Sketches of Real Life.
DREAMT last night" said a safe salesman
yesterday to man who had persistently re-
fused to put safe into his new offices, "that
met you on the Fifth avenue cable car
coming down town, and you left your seat
and came over to me and said: Joe you're
a deuce ofa nice fellow. 1 like YOU, Joe.
| Shake hands with me, Joe; and, Joe, while
1 think of it want you to put in one of your
| best safes in my office. 1 need one badly,
Joe, and want one of your very best. Come
| over and see me about tomorrow morning.
"And the dream was SO realistic that when
| l walked up this morning made up my mind
to call and see you the first thing, felt so
| sure you know, that you wanted a safe, and
wanted it badly. Was the dream reliable?"
"Yes, Joe, it was, no doubt" said the man
with heart steeled against safes. =.
well I'm mighty glad 1 called, and"
| began Joe again, but his prev interrupted
| him.
"The dream was straight, no doubt, but
don't you know, my boy, that dreams always
| go by contIarieS?"
Tom-An East End Tragedy.
AN eminently worthy citizen who lives in
| the East End, in q moment of confidence,
| told bachelor friend of his who loves ath-
| letlcs and is psuedo-sport, that he wanted
| dog. He hardly went further than this
| except to say that the dog that he hungered
! Tor must have exemplary domestic habits
and lots of good nature. Wednesday of last
| week the eminently worthy East Ender was
| enjoying the twilight and O cigar il the
bosom of his family on the porch, when
| messenger boy covered with dust andsfor a
| modern mercury, somewhat disturbed in
| spirit, turned in from the street dragging
behind him q large bull dog with cropped
ears, Il tail that needed continual ton in our
next, and as much jaw as any Peoples
party man could desire to own. The
messenger boy introduced himself and the
dog without delay, and the latter proved to
be present from the aforesaid bachelor
friend of the eminently worthy East Ender.
\ note from the donor explained that the
dogs name was "Tom," his character a
blending of lambs and lions, and his
breeding such as to enttle him to front
seat among the canine 400. There was moth
ing for the pillar of his church, and the pat
tern OF propriety to do but to accept the
gift, for the messenger boy announced with
some yehemence that he'd be blowed or
otherwise maltreated before he'd take chat
there dawg" back to town. So "that there
dawg'' was escorted to the stable and tenn
polarlly secured with a moose and ten-foot
rope. 1t is to be feared that the new owner
OF Tom was disappointed when he found
next morning that the dog had not strangled
himself during the night, but he hoped for
the best and meeting his bachelor friend at
lunch downtown, he managed to thank him
for the handsome dog" without choking,
and even to listen to a catalogue of Toms
virtues.
Now the fact is that s'Tom" was all that
he was painted and more; as faithful and
fearless Il dumb brute as ever wore q collar |
and lunched on bones. Like most bulldogs |
he was kindly and even of temper, q friend |
TO children, and in many ways the superior |
of the fashionable pug across the way and |
the snappish Spitz that was always needing |
a bath next door. The emnently worthy |
East Ender began to realize within "a hours |
that in spite of his looks "Tom" was the sort |
Of dog he wanted after all. SO bond of af- |
lection sprang up between "Tom'' and his |
master.
On Sunday morning after breakfast Toms |
master was putting some finishing touches |
to his toilet previous to departing for church |
with his family when he heard disturb
;n ance dnt in the front yard and look .s
to see Tom spring at the throat of large |
collie dog. The dogs were on the pavement
OF the street, which was thronged with
for pillar of any church, be it in the East
End or kamschatka, and the pillar that
owned Tom slipped into his frock coat,
dropped hymn-book, upset two vases,
seized a walking cane and plunged down
stairs two steps at time. Tom had good
hold of the collies neck by this time, and
the fight promised to be very short. But
Toms owner suddenly catching that vic
torious dog by the tail effected diversion in
the coilie's favor. Tom relaxed his grip for
q second, the collie tore loose and bolted,
and 81 pair of spirited horses standing at the
curb, waiting to take Tom 5 owner to church, |
scared at the noise, dashed away beyond the
coachman's control and before they stopped
had pretty nearly ruined 81, 900 carriage.
Over the remainder of the Scene, the
crowd of astounded fellow church members
watching their brother holding on to a bull
dogs tail on Sabbath morn, the wreck of q
plllar,1n short, and the scandal it occasioned, |
Il veil as the novelistS say when they've
told the worst, may be charitably drawn.
REGARDING the present wlerea bouts of Tom |
all is dark. There is a newly-spaded spot in
a certain back yard-but what does that
prove?
He Wasn't Stubborn, Not He.
JURY service was the excuse he gave when
he reached home about midnight
"There were ten men, ten stubborn men,
on that jury, you see, my dear, and what
could we do against temp he said.
you're sure you weren't stubborn" she
asked.
ave two were the only men who under
stood the case-aud stubborn as they were
the other ten had to come over to our side.
There's a difference between consistent
firmness and stubbornness my DEAR
"But when o mule shows either a club is
the best cure!'
What He Was Looking For.
A TRAMP whose breath was stronger, and
spirituously so, than his voice begged in a !
whining way for cup of coffee yesterday
at the door of a house in Sewickley |
81 wonder a strong able-bodied man like
you doesn't look for work instead of beg
Ting?" said the man who had answered the 4.
tramp's summons.
I'm not loollin' fer work now, I'm lookin'
fer cotfeei' was the independent reply, and |
i door slammed in his face permitted the !
tramp to keep on looking for what he wanted. | ,
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