The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1899-06-24
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This thing of Unfortunately naming
all new dogs and all new babies Dewey
is going to result in heap of confusion
and trouble, if doubleended experience
that recently passed through has any pro-
phetic value said well-known Wash
ington physician, according to the Star OF
that city. Il was writing some letters in
my study along toward II o'clock the
other night, when my telephone bell rang"
Hello, doctor, said feminine voice at
the other end. "Oh, doctor, Dewey's been
taken frightfully, with big Jumps all over
his back, and l don't know whatever ails
him. 1t surely can't be anything he's
eaten, for we didn't give him anything but
chocolate creams for his supper, and"
Now, the woman talking through the
phone is the proud possessor of a months
old baby, and chocolate creams as sole
article of supper diet struck me as rather
peculiar.
Just minute" interrupted. Don't
you think, madam, that you are more in
need of treatment than the baby? How
can you possibly have the effrontery to tell
me that you have been feeding a baby not
yet six months old on chocolate creams?
Don't you know that you are very liable
to kill the child? Why, never heard of
such "a
Doctor, doctor, wait minute, I
heard the voice say. You mustn't scold
so terribly IFS not Dewey, the baby, it's
Dewey, my little fox-terrier, that has
Jumps all over his back, and oh, doctor, he
looks awful, the poor little thing, and Pm
afraid there's something dreadful the
matter with
"'Oh, just make solution of sulphur
and give it to him with dog liniment, said
|, somewhat annoyed. 'Fox-terrers never
die. It's impossible to kill pup fox
terrier. There's too much deviltry in this
world for them to get into to shuttle off.
I'll be around in the morning and look
the pup over, although pup ailments are a
triile out of my line
Then rang off. The next morning
went around to the boarding house where
the lady lived and looked the pup over
He was as fit as fiddle. He had probably
been eating some brand of millinery the
night before that didn't hitch with his in
ternal economy, and the wires OF the
aigrettes, or something, went wrong with
him.
Last night | was again taking it quiet
ly in my study, along toward midnight,
when my telephone bell started in. J.
recognized the voice as soon as the lady at
the other end of it mentioned the word
Dewey
ION, doctor come up here at once
the voice pleaded Dewey is IN the most
frightful way, and | real y dent know
what to do. My husband has gone down
town, and am almost distracted Dewey
has turned cold, and he's crying fright
fully. don know what | snail do if
anything happens to Dewey, and he
looks
Madam, | replied sternly, 4 remem-
Der telling you over the wire the other
night that foX-terrier pups we're never
born to die. Just you let the dog alone
and he'll come around all right You
really can't expect me to climb out on
such wild, rainy night as this to attend
to the purely fanciful alment of fox
terrier pup, and if you do, why
"While | was talking | heard lot of
protesting at the other end % the wire,
but ! went ahead in my wrath until /
heard the lady exclaim;
Wait, wait, wait! Goodness me,
doctor; don't bite my head off that way
It's Dewey, the baby, this time!'
80 had to bundle up ami 20 to see
the baby. All the baby wanted was a
drink of water. 1t had grown rigid with
wrath yelling for a drink of water and
when | watered it it shut M like a trap
and went to Sleep