Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1899-03-16


Eugen1a was more or less uneasy. |
once l caught her holding aunty's |
yard measure suspiciously near Dim
pie, but she dropped it at once upon |
my approach. After few weeks there
was no use Disgusting the fact That
full grown dog was rapidly increasing
in size-indeed, he seemed to enlarge
during ns slumbers and wake up a
full size bigger than when he went
to sleep.
1t began with his legs, which so ex-
tended themselves that, had you seen
him in collection of freaks, you
would have suspected him of being on
stills; then the little round body, SO
absurdly mounted on it's thin supports,
began to swell out.
Eugenia grew very grave. She
would sit for hours over her book,
glancing furtively from time to ,,me
at Dimp]e, doing by her side-for he
had grown much too large for her lap
AS if they had never been introduced
One day she forgot to go to her lecture
at the proper hour, SO busy was she
trying to induce Dimple to crowd him
self into the sumptuous basket which
had been purchased for his babyhood.
So careworn did she become indeed,
that we never alluded to the dogs
growth. He was fed-and how he did
eat; he was watered to the extent of
several gallons day; he was housed
at night, in a kennel, alas! for he
scorned the larger basket that had
been quietly provided but no one
spoke of his SIZE
AS the months rolled on the singu-
lar happiness of Dimple's name be-
came positively embarrassing, for,
though aunty and / could have
laughed over it, and made it a perfect
godsend in the way of a spur to Ian
gushing conversation, Eugenia, feel
ing that she had been duped, regarded
it as so keen a modification that we
avoided the subject with terror.
What has become of your pretty
little puppy, Miss Eugenie?" asked
one unwary swain, and as if in answer,
the door was pulled open, and in
stalked great, lean, long-legged, big
bodied, solemn dog, wagging his tail
slowly. He walked up to Eugenia,
laid his head on her knee, then turned
and winked at the questioner. Oh,
yes, he did; he winked deliberately,
then raised one huge paw and put it
down on Eugenia's shoulder with an
air of patronizing proprietorship that
was positively maddening. 1t was too
much for my cousin. She fled pre-
cipitately, not in time to avoid the
astonished exclamation:
"You don't mean to say that
MONSTERS Dimple?"
That moment settled Eugenia's fate.
The masculine nature had asserted it.
self, and Dimple-that absurd name
had practically said mildly, but firmly:
Come, Eugenia, l have had enough of
this nonsense. You bought me, you
took me for better, for worse If you
meant to have plaything and have
found master, so much the better
or-worse-for you. One thing you
may understands do not intend to be
ignored any longer" And he wasn't
From that public claiming of her in
tention dated her subjunction.
Eugenia would shut herself up in
her room to study. Dimple would
come to her door and knock with his
tail. Eugenia would take no notice of
him. Then Dimple would 9cratch,
but deep, determined gouging of
aunty's pretty woodwork. Then Dim
pie would howl, such a howl7long
and loud and oft repeated, and Eu-
genia would fly to let him in, tragic
expression in her pretty, despairing
face.
After a week of these proceedings,
on one of the daily walks on which
her keeper conducted her, she bought
whip, which she smuggied home, hid
among her laces and pr, ICED next
morning when her door was being
torn to pieces. From my room l saw
her plunge desperately out, seize the
dogs collar and lift the whip, but a.
never descended. Dimple lifted his
head, caught the weapon in his power
full jaws, closed them upon it, dropped
the pieces on the ground, smiled in
diligently up into Eugenias face, took
her dress in his teeth, and led ner
down stairs to make ready for a walk
which they took.
When Dan came home from Europe,
aunty and | met him at the steamer,
and on the way hone we told him of
Eugenia's fall. How she had been
obliged to give up her college work
to the great improvement of her
health and temper-how she had
grown brown and rosy from long,
aimless walks with her guide, philoso-
pher and friend. How he had sole
him, sent him off to board, given him
away, and how after each Punishment
he had returned so promptly and I'M
failingly that Eugenia had accepted
the inevitable and begged us not to
interfere again between them. Dan
laughed till there we're tears in his |
eyes, and exclaimed, Poor little girl!'
more than once; but he readily prom |
Used that he would not tease Eugenia |
about her Old Man of the Sea, as he at
once dubbed the dog.
Dan and Dimple were friends at