St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1895-03-23
MANAGING A DOG.
Bat . Passing Cat Interfercd with HI
well.Lald Plans.


Bat . Passing Cat Interfered with His
Well-Laid Plans.
Mr.. and Mrs. Snapshot were starting
for Sunday afternoon walk and Mrs.
Snapshot. as usual, prepared to. shut
her pug in the room with the canary
for the sake of the society they would
be to each other.
Look here, Elinor, said her spouse.
''why do you never take that wretched
animal along when you go out? Are
you aware that it is cruel to keep him
shut up all the time like a life pris-
oner."
"But, Alphcus, he does bark SO on
the street."
"Just because you do not control him
properly. A woman always makes a
fool Of herself over pet. Speak firm
ly to him and he will obey"
''But, Alpheus, if a cat"
"All nonsense; you don't know how
to manage him. Take him along this
afternoon and will show you how to
break him in properly"
For the first block or two the dog
was on his good behavior and Mrs.
Snapshot looked ut her husband with
admiring eyes.
slow well Bellerphon does behave" I"
she remarked.
'Just because he knows that I will
punish him If"
The sentence was never finished. A
cat ran across the sidewalk and, deft-
ly twitching the string by which his
mistress was leading him out of her
crescendo of barks and needless of his
masters warning calls, pursued the
fleeing animal.
20, Alpheus, the cat will kill him!
Save aim, o, save him!" cried Mrs.
Snapshot.
Mr.. Snapshot darted across the street
in pursuit, knocking over n small child
as he went and colliding with lamp
post.
what brute!" cried the child's
mother.
"Hi there, is tn cops after ye!" yelled
a gamin.
20. hurry, Alpheus, he'll be killed!'
skrieked Mrs. Snapshot.
Into an alleyway between two high
buildings ran the cat, pursued by Bel
lerphon. who, in turn, was hotly fol-
lowed by Mr.. Snapshot, vainly COM
manding the fleeing animal to return.
Up flight of outer stairs darted the
cat, pursued by the dog and man.
''Stop thief!' called an excited indi-
vidual on the first landing.
stop him! Stop him" echoed ex-
cited oices on the second landing.
The cat took refuge on the third
landing and here a mortal combat took
place between Bellerphon and herself,
a combat which Mr.. Snapshot vainly
stroSe to bring to a close.
''And is it me cat that ycz and yer
dirty bastc is after a-killing?" cried an
irate lady of Milesian extraction, and
she emptied can of water promiscu-
ously over the trio.
Five minutes later Mr.. Snapshot, car
rying by the back of the neck very
much-worsted pug. Joined his wife. He
was dripping with water. his hat was
mashed by the collision with the lamp
post. and his usually-correct necktie
was under one ear. lie said no word,
but he turned in the direction of home.
Arrived there. he let go of Bellerphon
and administered one parting kick to
that thoroughly-cowed animal. Then
turning to his wife, he said:
''Look here, Elinor Snapshot, this
thing has got to stop! The next time
you take that beast out walking with
me shall apply for divorce! Do you
hear?"
"Yes, Alpheus, do" sobbed his
wife. And not until after her husband
had gone into his study and banged the
door behind him did she remember that
she had wanted to have the dog at
home all the time.-Chicago Tribune.