The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1899-09-01
BIG DOG FELT THE HEAT
Inc Seedy-Lool1ing Man Diagnosed
the Case and Tried to Treat II

Inc Seedy-Loolxing Man Diagnosed
the Case and Tried to Treat 1t.
The big dog lay on the pavement in
'front.' OF the Custom House in New
loIk' lie was a yellowish, bripdly
soIt oI DOG, enyeloped in a coat OF
nedVy tur that seemed very much out
VI pace with the thermometer at "a
90 the big dog thought, at anv rate
lor MS face expressed extreme weari-
ness, and from his open painting month
great drops of water dripped ON the
not hagstones. A sympathetic crowd Of
MESSENGER boys and loungers gathered
around him and volunteered counsel
aIter the manner of the angels minis
terlng unto Elijah.
Huily gee! But he's a whale" said
Newfoundland" suggested another
Nav, he amt neither" said the
snoestrlng man. st. Bunnard. Won
can aiways tell EN- by the color"
Itallano dog; vera good; si?" chat
tered the pushcart man. showing all
ms white teeth in the delight the sug.
geslion afforded him.
mat dog don't act right. fell Won -
Sald a seedy-looking man. impressive
~. Look at them eyes. | shouldn't
wonder If he was going mad. He
wouldn't be the first one this hot
weather. either"
The big dog turned his head SLIGHT
~ and looked up as if in appreciation
OF the speakers acumen. Several of
the crowd drew back.
That's the idea," said the seedy-
looking man. Give him air. Most
hkely he's run all the way from Har-
lem down here in the first stages of
nyoerfoby What he needs is air and
something to cool his blood"
Send for the ice man." irreyerently
suggested a small newsboy. who was
quickly suppressed.
That kids all right" said the
seeay-looklng man, who was gaining
commence. We got to do something,
one OF you fellows go for policeman
and another of you get a chunk of ice
somewhere. Maybe We can save him
yet" --
Two of the messenger boys hurried
away with the spirit OF noble. charity
IN their pace. The crowd by &is time
mad increased to small multitude.
Now" said the seedy-looking man.
turning to fakir, gimme one of
them fans and I'll keep down his tenn
perature till they git back"
He seized the broad palm leaf. and
stepping in front of the canine suffer-
er, described an arc through the air
which caused the fan to pass within
three inches of the patients nose.
"Ounce!" said the big dog, indig-
nantly, starting to his feet. "Ouncel
Ounce! Ounce!" he continued loudly.
But by that time there were only
a few whose physical incapacity
left them still within hearing; these
only accelerated their speed. The big
dog opened his eyes in melancholy
wonder and settled himself upon the
pavement.
Then a cool-appearing man in a blue
suit came out of the Custom House,
says the New York Sun, and said,
Here, Rex" and the big dog rose and
followed him slowly down the street
toward Broadway.
Five minutes later three policemen
rounded the corner at double quick
time, an ambulance dashed up, and
the gong of an approaching fire engine
was heard up the block. But they
found only an overturned pushcart.
whose owner was gathering up his
wares with soft Italian curses, a man
picking up scattered stock of palm
lear fans, and crowd of people watch
ing from the second-story windows.