The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1900-08-12

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81 walked on.
1.-The slabs grew more imposing as L
proceeded They were higher and whittier
on some were marble doves, on others
angels with wings, small angels fitted TO
size of the dog.
.'Perched above one was the bust of the
dog. above another hung a mirror, placed
there presumably for the benefit of the
ghost Of him which might take notion
to rise up and glance at the reflection
Of itself.
Somewhat to my surprise the names
inscribed were not all English. There
were Dutch names and French, reading
like this:
&c To the beloved memory of Orphie,
Au revoir Cheri.
ST Dieu ventr
Dear little Kreutzer.
Auf Wiedersehen.'
''Soon the two women passed out One
was deeply yelled. It was evidently she
who had sustained the loss. When the
gate had closed on her I went to the
grave by which she had stood. Through
the mist of her tears left there I dis
covered that the mound was freshly
made. There was no sod yet, and no
inscription. A shrub grew greenly at
the head where the slab was wanting
and fresh flowers lay on the ground
On the flowers was a card addressed to-
Charley, aged four with these words
scrubbed beneath: Shall we meet again?
Is it folly that 1 hope that it may be
SOP
MY goodness!
But there was more to follow of the
same sort. Further on I found this
- Precious Wrinkles, you met me often
at the garden gate.
hope you will meet me at the gate Of
heaven
My goodness alivel
"And yet there is a German legend
which tells US of little girl who lost
her dog, grieved after it and at last
dying herself, found it in heaven, curled
up fast asleep on the corner of Gods
cloak
"a room Of the lodge bulged out, form
ing a nook on each side. Both hooks
We're filled with graves upon which were
real flowers varied by CHASTITY immor-
telles under round glass cases. Above
a slab was hung the picture of a dog
a cheerful grinning picture taken when
he was alive. It hung slantlng; so that
he smiled facetiously down upon the
grave of himself.
ION the slab was this inscriptions:
My darling poodle.
Bones.
Died February Nth, 1895. Aged sixteen
Sixteen. So young! In the bloom of
his youth, as it were.
''Still when you come to think Of it.
sixteen isn't so young for a dog In
deed, it is old. 1t may have been that
Bones was minus his front teeth. had
grown fat, froysly and fond Of warm
corners, had lost his nimbleness, his
propensity for chasing long tailed cats to
the tops Of tall trees and was ready to
die
"A victoria drove up The blonde girl
opened the gate for a fearful Young
person in black. Whether the black was
for some relative or for the dog was DIFF
ficult to determine, but she trailed soft
" through the narrow walks. stopped
at one Of the graves. sighted, and stoop-
ing placed some flowers there She stayed
d HIIie Wnlie, tnen went away.
Il approached the grave. The inscTip-
ton thereupon read like this:
:" In memoriam.
MY dear little Cat
Chinchilla, Chilla.
Lovely loving and most dearly loved
Poisoned! July. the first, 1884,
seats, too! And poisoned! And at so
recent a datei No wonder she sighed
and dressed in black and walked softly
"Now, who could have killed that cat?
Had she mewed somewhat too loudly on
a back fence and had the owner. finding
that the singing Of fat irons failed to
have the desired effect. stealthily and
cruelty set out a saucer OF poisoned
milk?
Gould such things be? Undoubtedly
Il was some man or woman who had
done the deed. Surely, not an animal.
A cat might have clawed out her eyes