The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1894-05-16
to help swell the purse that we were
pettinr torefher tn huv "that dog"

to help swell the purse that we were
getting together to buy "that dog"
collar. I suppose it was wrong. [
don't know. We loved that dog so,
and looking at it in the light Of more
mature reflection, I do think Don
looked better in the handsome new
collars than the heather would in silk
hats and paper collars. When Don
was three years old, and the spring
had been very late and exceedingly
muddy, Fisher induced our pater, in
moment Of mental alteration, to give
that dog away to man who lived
about thirty miles from our house. [
need not say We children we're absent
on "relative visit" at the time. We
did mt stay long, for they would mt let
us bring that dog" When we got
back the dog was gone. We were told
he had been stolen. Two weeks later
my father got postal card from the
man to whom Don had been donated.
We could all read. The card came to
the house. I saw "Don" on it and
read the rest. We marched to my
fathers place Of business and showed
the card into his hand. One look at
the three little pale, fearful faces-in-
dignation, wrong and injustice, love
for the dumb brute who loved us, over
mastering us so We couldn't speak:
Nv father turned white and red and
hurriedly said. "Blcss me bless me
you shall have that dog tomorrow, if
you won't cry any more. 20 home
now. Bless me! Who would have
thought it2'
We went home hand in hand, sor-
rowful, but hopeful, the postal read:
"My dear Mr.. NJ: "Thank you ever
so much for the dog, but if you don't
come and take him back I shall have
to shoot him. We've got him locked
up in the barn. He won't eat, and
we can sleep for hiss .howling. Let
me hear from you by return mail. :"
We three ate our suppersin indignant
silence, not vouchsa6Dg hint to
Fisher. Father returned next day.
We were at all the trains to meet him.
When he got off the train and the bag
gage man united that blessed dog and
let him out of the baggage car and he
saw us three waiting and expectant.
Big men turned away and wiped tears
from their eyes. That dog cried and
talked to us and We cried and talked
to him. Sometimes on our knees
with our arms around his neck as he
licked our faces and hands, my father
watched thegscene for moment then
turned away without a word; and
while that dog lived no man, woman
or child was allowed to 60 to him with
any sort of complaint about 'that
dog" How We loved him and how
faithfully he returned our love. He
died two years afterwards, mourned
sincerely by us all. That old dog of
my childhood, your love and fidelity
have taught me to be kind to- many a
lonely cur since, and many hungry
one has been fed since by US three,
out of respect to your memory. If
there is good place where dogs 60,
may you have comfortable seat. 1t
is yours by rare desert. Dear little
readers Of the Constitution, Jr., be
kind to the dumb animals; the loving,
faithful animals that love you. They
can't talk back to you, but the blow
and the unkind word hurts them. Di.
vide your bread with them; they
give all theirs to you without ques-
ton, and glad to give it. It is SO lit
tie to be kind to a dog, and it makes
him SO happy. Be kind; be kind!-
Lillian Lewis, in Conststution, Jr.