The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1900-09-08
jim DORSEY'S PUPS
By Edith Kelley StOkely.
M Al. LOWRY'S home was one of the
tvI finest in Binphamton, The old
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

nH AJ. Ky = home was one OF the
wi finest in Binghamton. The old
mansion. with its many widening
wings. gIitteriDg windows and heavy
colulned pcrticoes, painted always a
creamy white, was a treat to the eye;
but me spacious lawns that stretched
abou. il were the attraction before
which townspeople and strangers alike
stopped with Explanations of de-
light.
There were stately trees from north
ern chimes shedding their cones and
needles with their soft rustic. and
standing ever green and beautiful
through the coolest months. There
were towering shrubs from the far
south that burdened the air with their
fragrance through the summer.
The gravel walks twisted away. past
the fountain where a marble boy stood
ever catching the heavy spray with out
turned hands. past handsome beds of
verbenas. glowing clumps of giadio-
luses. and away 10 the stables in the
rear where three fine carriage-horses
arched their necks and whined to their
painstaking groom. Yet despite the
delight of a., this. the majors grand
son was the most miserable little boy
in the world-and all because Jim Dor
sey's Cog had pups!
Jim Dorsey Vas the boy that lived
in the liItIe tumble-down house ad-
~joinin" the majors handsomest Lawn.
The major thoaght seriously of buy
r -,..- ~, r-I,,h -hn lei.
shauty stood. "a an outra-eously high
figure. tcO. simply because he cOn>iG-
cred il j blot upon the face CT nature.
Not Il blade of grass dared to rear
its head on that 4O-foot lot. If il did.
Jim Dorsey. or Bill Dorsey or Jerry
Dorsey or one of the other five Dorseys
ran or capped or turned handsp"ings
upon it. and promptly ended its mis-
cradle existence. Mrs. Dorsey wasnot
nervous. Maj. Lowry was. And this
brings Us back TO Jim Dorsey's pups.
They were beauties: Two jet black.
one marked with Il white star upon its
forehead. the other Two spotted lib
orally with white and a b~rick-colored
red. The breed was-well, never mind.
the Dorseys didn't care anything about
that. and for that matter neither did
the majors grandson as he stood over
the pups. with 4 kindling feeling of jeal-
ousy and alteration. and a feigned N
preston Of Indifference and patronage,
doing battle upon his face.
How many you going to keep? said
Benjamin Lowry Hargraves. thrustirg
his small hands into his velveteen pock-
cts and stretching his small legs apart,
after the name of a connoisseur
Keep. Keep 'em all, of course" said
Jim Dorsey, fondling the pups with a
fearfuIly grimy hand.
If | was going 10 OWL one OBJ
served Benjamin, slowly, with the
faintest perceptible culver in his voice.
"Td take the black n with the spot
on its head
Mrs. Dorsey put her head fo- a mo-
ment through the door of the lean
to-" She was a large woman with
a wide mouth. a decidedly upturned
nose. but withal a kind. motherly face.
"If you want one of the pups, Benja-
min" she said. Jim will spare you
one when it's old enough; won't you,
JIM"
Yep" said jim, still absorbed in
fond!inG MS treasures.
Benjamin swallowed hard. sd like
one" he said, but l don't know. Ny