Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1898-01-27

even while Aunt Maria Markham was
alive. After her death 1 was convinced
of it.
So was poor, dear Julia, though cir
cumstances thanks to Aunt Markham)
withheld her from informing me of the
| fact.
By Aunt Maria's will was to have
the brute of bulldog and Julia the
cat. The conditions were that with
each quadruped the legatee was to re-
ceive $500 per annum. This sum to
be paid as long as the cat and dog re-
spectively enjoyed life in this terres-
trial sphere, and afterwards also for
our respective lives (Julia's and mine)
if the said quadrupeds eventually died
natural deaths.
1t was simply iniquitous-for sew
eral reasons.
To begin with, Strong, as the bull
dog was called, had frightful teeth and
a yet more frightful temper. should
think aunt had paid hundreds of dol
lars in hush-money to folks whose
flesh and blood the brute had tasted
to say nothing of trousers, dress skirts
and hose.
Sweet, as the cat was named, was
an enormous object, with enormous
claws. It's temper was really not bad.
But once aroused, Sweet was demon;
nothing less. In aunt's time had
seen this great tiger of cat stroll care
lessly into the yard where Strong was
chained and there lay itself down to
rest Just three feet from the limit of
Strongs tether. The sight of the dog
when it happened was pathetic. But
it didn't trouble Sweet. The cat lay
half curled, with its green eyes on
Strong, and / would not have put odds
on the bulldog if they could have had
straight set-to without any favor.
Visitors loathed Sweet. She pos
sessed lazy, cool way of clawing up
fellows legs and yawning while she
hung on to the skin. And no lady
was safe from her Be the dress ma
terial what it might from cambric to
satin-Sweet was bound to assault it
on the sly.
But all this was comparatively moth
ing to the great hardship of all.
In jest I had more than once told
Julia that had told Aunt Maria that
she Julia was the only person fit to
take charge of such dear treasure as
Sweet in case of sad happenings.
Really, 1 had done no such thing, but
Julia now disbelieved my solemn as
severations.
81 will accept Aunt Markham's
Charge" she said, ''but we must never
see each other again, you and |. +"
We We're cousins, you know, and
rather better than engaged, imagined.
could (previous to aunt's demisel
have conceived the collapse of the
heavens, but not Julia's reputation
of our joint future.
And so she fetched Sweet and in
stalled the slick demon in her dear
studio, and [ was left to console my
self with that more than demon, Strong,
the bulldog.
1t was under stress of this treatment
by Julia that 1 did thing that now
seems to me superhuman.
"Please, sir," said my aunt's house
keeper, when contemplated the dog
that was mine, Il don't know how
you'll get him to your rooms, nor
what you'll do with him when you
get him there. Since the poor missus'
death he has been something awful"
"Oh, he has, has he?" said I, staring
like one fascinated at his awkward,
broad chest.
1 walked off there and then-driven
by rage and the thought of Julia-and
came to an old curiosity shop. Here
there was complete suit of rusty ar
NOR, not too heavy for an athlete of
my build. I arranged to borrow that
armor, put it on in aunt's own parlor
and then with my rhinoceros hide stick
walked up to the lair of the dog.
Mean it may have been. I care not.
For 20 minutes smote Strong
until there was no bite left in him.
He bestowed many tooth marks and
scratches on the armor, but that didn't
hurt me. And when the 20 minutes
were past he rolled over on his ugly,
great back and wagged his short tail.
Then did I slip off my armor and go
boldly up to the dog. 1t licked my
hands. [ had conquered, and knew
that Strong would thenceforward,
if need were, die for me. But I
hated it more than ever, for never
more than at this moment did feel
like wanting smile from my dear
Julia.
Thus began the miserable three
months of our estrangement.
Julia was madly devoted to art. She
wore "new" garments and new
modes of hair; but they all became
her, though hideous on any other girl.
With aunt's $500 year, she had money
to scrape along on. Literature was
my rope of fortune. I had enough
to keep myself in bread and cheese
and the dog in bones.
But fellow requires other things
than mere necessaries. l yearned for
Julia. Thrice I made an effort to see
her, and thrice I wrote. All in vain.