The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-08-15
THE PUG MISSED THE TRAIN.
Being n Canine MeIOdrama In n Rail-
Vay station.

If Rudolph had been a flock Of blood
hounds instead Of a pallid pug with a
| tendency to morbid corpulency he could
not have created more Of an uproar. IL
was not Rudolphs fault, OF course. He
could not help It II the wicked baggage
master chose to play three-card monte
with a brunette poodle, a soubrette ter
rior and Rudolph as ne ace, queen and
lack And that Is just what the wicked
baggagemaster chose to do.
Rudolph, the brunette poodle and the
soubrette terrier arrived In the baggage
room Of the New York. New Haven and
Hartford station simultaneously, and
within eight minutes OF the simultaneous
departures Of the fast express for LenoX
and the accommodation train for New
Haven.
Rudolph was bound for stockbridge by
way Of the fast express, but the French
maid who had chaperoned the pallid pug
from his town house 20 the baggage room
forgot that minor detail in the excitement.
where tor" yelled the baggagemaster
and he yanked the pug over the railing
into his precinct.
Rudolph merely gurgled low. sad CUR
gle that was entirely non-committal, and
his chaperone bounded into the waiting
room TO refresh her memory.
"Rudolph-he wants TO know where to-"
she painted 90 her mistress. 'Ze brute he
seize poor Rudolph by 70 bosom and shrek
Where tor
You will remember, john" said the
mistress, turning TO her husband ana
speaking with a forced and icy calmness
that frosted the window panos; you VIII
remember that / lmplOred you almost on
my knees 10 take charge Of Rudolph your
self. You could have had your miserable
old flask filed just as well with him as
not But you wouldn't. Now the poor
- III. Il
some horrible pile Of trunks. 60 az onceH
And John went.
In the meantime the three-card canine
monte had taken place. The brunette poo
die had tried 20 nirt with the soubrette
terrier; and. MS he converted only Ia
French. Rudolph had kindly consented 20
act as Interpreter They were hOpelcssly
involved in fierce tctc-a-teto when John
arrived.
where's that damn boast?" he shouted.
(Which damn beastT" shouted the bag
gage-master. They're three Of EN-"
Rudolph" yelled John.
u don't know RUDOLF from Russell Sage.
Suppose I've got time TO make crayon por-
traits Of an the brutes that come hero7
Which ono b. here? Where tor"
"StOckbridge."
where's his ticket? You've got Just
three minutes. Which one yo say he
VISA?
That's him. standing there In the mid
de"
But when the baggageman turned Ru-
dolph was not an the middle. Ho was on
the bottom. In his naughty way he had
managed 10 insult both the brunette poo
die ana the aOubrotte terrier, and he was
az that moment rcaping the whirlwnd.
"One's as good AZ another" said the
baggage master. as ho attempted 90 un-
ravol che canine snarl ana at the same
time landed his foot In Rudolph's solar
pleXuH
John mcrcifuily WAS spared from wit
Messing this added Insult.
ibid you nnd himT' demanded Mrs.
John. ar hc dashed toward the ticket
0flier
HFlnd hlmq az course ! found him.
Found three 80 him Det ihe things 40.
Rother ven miss chat tmln sure Wait
on that spot
"glmme Il Ticket Tor Rudolph" Boz shout.
"a fo thf ticket agent
"What iludolphf SO such place on Che
map"
There ain't7 There are three Of 'cm