Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1894-03-02

Fred who was so kind to him; Uncle
Fred, who raised him from puppy. And
what will grandma say? o Aunt Kate,
why did you let me do as pleased? l am
too unhappy to livem
ooh, no, no, Lollie; that is not the way
to bear trouble. Come with me to the
square, and we will look for Fuzz. Per-
haps we shall find him."
Lollie languidly followed her aunt. The
beautiful sunshine brought her no comfort
She looked to no purpose. Fuzz was not
to be seen. Her aunt went from group to
group of children. No one had seen the
dog, no one cared. So Lolie thought, and
it added to her misery.
Yes, some one cared-the big man in
the gray overcoat, with star on his breast,
spoke very kindly: "Most likely, miss,
he's been picked up and carried to the
pound"
"Whats that, Aunt Kate? Do they
pound poor little dogs to death? o Fuzz,
Fuzz! how can they be so cruel as to kill
your"
'They don't kill them immeejtly, miss"
said the man, smiling; "they wait till they
see If the owner will pay the price asked"
81 have some money" said Lollle, eager
ly, fumbling in one pocket, then in anOth-
er. No, haven't either it has all gone
for candy. What shall we do, Aunt Kate?"
"We shall have to go to the pound to-
morrow" said Aunt Kate, writing in her
memorandum book and thanking the police
man for his courtesy.
"What is the pound2 Where is the
pound?" exctedly asked Lollie.
ut is place for stray dogs. l have
written the street and number down. 1t is
too late now to 60"
"Oh, it is not dark yet; and suppose
Fuzz isn't there?'
"Then we will have to advertise, and
offer a reward"
There was to be a dinner party that even
ing, and after that a dance; and Lollie
had been told that she might come down
for little while. But Lollie utterly re-
fused the jellies and creams, and went
about like a shadow of her former SELF
wondering how the people could all be so
gay when her darling Fuzz was lost.
Wandering near window, she looked
out on the flashing lights of the square,
and thought she saw funny, ragged little
girl making queer antics; but in another
moment she heard Aunt Kate's voice say
ing:
at is your bedtime, Lollie." And she
was no. sorry to go upstairs. Very early
next morning, she was awake and eager to
go to the pound; but Aunt Kate rose late
after The nights entertainment, and it SEEM
ed an age before they breakfasted. At
last. however, they started, taking the
horse-cars and crossing the town till near
the East river. There, in a shabby look
ing building, they found the pound. 1t
was not very nice place; and it made
Lollie's heart ache to hear the yelps and
cries of the poor homeless dogs of every
age, color and degree.
But the man in charge was very civil
and obliging; and when Aunt Kate de-
scribed Fuzz, he made Lollie very happy
by saying he thought he had him. He
conducted them at once to the boxes where
were the unfortunate animals; and Aunt
Kate lifted Lollie, so that she could catch
the first glimpse of Fuzz. Two cunning
little terriers sprang nimbly up, and Lolie
reached down to embrace her darling: but
to her surprise, her grief and great disap-
polntment, neither of the dogs was Fuzz.
mot your dog, miss? Why, look at the
way he ticks your hands. Surely, you must
be mistaken said the man.
"Oh, no, no." said Lollie, too grieved
now to say another word; and Aunt Kate
had TO almost carry her away.
The child will be i'll ~ said every one |
who saw her; and, indeed, it did seem so,
for she could not eat, and sat listlessly in |
a corner, trying to keep down her tears.
Again came another weary evening, with |
Lollie gazing out at the lamps, and again |
she thought she saw the queer figure of |
the night before. But, when she spoke of |
it, Aunt Kate thought she was really i'll, |
and was quite alarmed. To soothe her, she |
opened the window and made pretence of |
calling the figure to come to her. To her |
astonishment, the dancing elf, which she |
had thought shadow, came at once, and |
mounted the steps of Mrs. Roanoke's |
house
81 want to see the little girl who told me |
a cat story" said the ragged waif
"Here am" said Lollie.
II know where you dog is"
"Where9 oh, where?" said Lollie.
breathlessly.
''In our alley. Tricky Toms got him.
knowed he'd hook him, if he could. He
can sell him for lots more than he'd get at