Sierra County advocate. [volume] (Kingston, N.M.) 1884-1960, 1900-08-03

| AN'Nt hipiiiiks hhNiiik INlhnth u kNN'
breakfast and being just settled dow
to reading chapter ~ in Tupper'
Moral Philosophy" there was II rim
nt tho front doorbell, and Jawkin
said:
"A gent TO see you sir"
"Show him up" replied, laying m.
book down with Sigh.
The individual who presented him
self and calmly took seat In my new
Morris chair smirked and said:
II am Rev. Theophilus Jubcs. OF th,
Third Theosophieal church. called II
regard to the following"
From his greasy garments he drew .
dirty copy of the News and pointed
with chubby foretlnger to the advcr.
titement inserted by my wife.
"Ah," said l. eyes, you want your
dog. He is now tied up in the stable
Jnwkins, show this gentleman his dog"
Yes. SIR" said Jawkins, leading the
Theosophist out.
In moment he returned. "Dcg
pardon, sir, but there's three gents and
lady waiting TO see you, sir"
Indeed" snd |; "show them up
one at time. Jawkins."
The first visitor. clad In blue over
nlls and carrying IN odor Of stale fish
about his person. came hcsitatingly In,
looked with senile smile at the books
on the shelves, blushed little as his
eyes lighted on n full-lcngth statuetto
OF Psyche and said:
81 called about that dawg."
"Oh, yes | replied. VERY sorry,
but the dog turns out to be the prop
erty OF n minister. He Is out In my
stable getting him, now"
well, but that's - my--dnwg r.
reckon" slowly drawled my ncqnaint-
nncc. II seed -thnt--nd. d.--lnst--night.
live -Broad-Ripple. lost
him last-week. 'Tain't--no-min-
ister's dawg."
What color was your dog?" I asked
him.
neutrality-suspicious." was the
reply.
well, I'm sorry, but this can't be
your dog for he's black and tan"
wall hereplied, -guess--thcn--
faint mine. dny--sir."
Good day." rejoined. shortly.
But still he fingered.
Pardon me-" said. "Therc are 9TH
ers waiting to see me-"
"Yes--l--know. Only--only- only
ou-sec-'t--cost me--tcn--ocnts--
TO - come - -from--Brond--
Ripple-'n' l. thought
"Jawkinsl" | shouted. 'show tho
next nun in"
Tho next man was coIorcd man,
who was evidently employed In tho
business. He was white
everywhere except on his skin, and he
powdered lime oil over my apartment.
"Jes' called & see bout Tint dorg,
mister" he explained, with grim
"Dog's gone" gruntea.
"No, stree; no, be amt. seed tbnt
plr preacher fellow a-wrcstling with
the dorg. and ! done tole i'm he'd bet
ter drnp him, ease he's mine, n the
dorg's out here a-waitn' fer me now"
"Wcll. hang 1t all. so out und get
him. then. ! don't care who gets him.
30 long as some OF you take him away"
"AIl right, sir; that dorg 'ert'nly am
mine, n Use gwine TO have im."
Then young Indy with an nbbrevl-
atcd skirt and nn affected manner
sidled into my room.
"Thnnk you SO much," she gigglcd.
"for advertising my Fido. You know
| lost him while | wns shopping In the
Baltimore store last Friday. Dear HI
lie fellow. do hope you've fed him.
] know he won't eal meat. We always
give him bread and milk. Id like 10
pay you for your trouble, and how
much did the advertisement cost?
suppose III have to pay that?"
Miss" soid, there's some mis-
take. The dog I've advertised Ia not
named Fido. do not know what bin
name is. but it's not Fido. As for feed
ing him bread and milk. this dog has
eaten two dollars worth OF portcrhouse
steak and"
We'll, do think the police ought Ia
get after these people who put mislcad-
ing advertisements in tho papers.
suppose they're too busy nrrcsting
gamblers 10 pay any attention to these
confidence wcr; Y NY brother we're
here, he'd show you how to-"
"JawkiDs." shouted, 'show the lady
put"
beg pardon. SIR" said Jawkins. with
} suspicion OF a smile. There's seven
boys OF varying ayes, about 30 men.
nine women and policeman waiting
N the front yard TO see you, sir; be-
lieye it's In regard to an ADVERTISE
uent."
20, Lordl" calculated. "Show up
Ihe most respectable, Jawkins."
II was "a middle-aged woman OF
bard visage that came in. and took
.he most comfortable chair in the
place.
would you mind throwing that
TASTY cigar down." she said. looking at
ne from over her spectacles. Il can't
lbidc smoke"
"Ceriainiy, madam" said, throw I
ng my cigar Ia the fireplace. What
fan 90 for you? Did you come about /
.he lost dog?"
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