The Washington times., 1902-01-12

| tears on Franks part. Also. he came
near being solen by Joe Woodson when
Frank had the temerity to insult that
worthy and cause his soul to burn with
desire for revenge. But Dewey survived
| all this and thrived and waxed long
legged and sleek, and even learned to do
tricks. such as begging and jumping the
| stick and shaking hands.
So the days passed. and the hot weather
| was approaching. Dewey had grown to
the dignity of following his master about.
There was wrath in Mrs. Smiths soul
when she found out that dat dawg' had
not been drowned but it was appeased
when she saw that he did not wish to
share in the Smith leres and penates. but
infinitely preferred his cellar and soap
| box.
! One Sunday evening, however, 1t oc-
CURED to Frank that such intelligence as
Dewey's ought not to be hidden under
| bushel. so he took him to the Bible class
at the Sunday school.
His entrance was the signal for a sup
pressed cheer from "de gang" and Dob
son eagerly made place for him on the
bench by his side. Some of the little
girls shrieked and the older ones drew
their skirts about them and looked super
cilious. Mrs. Morton paused in her dis
sertation and gazed calmly at the cause
OF the disturbance.
I'm afraid, Frank" she said. that we
| can't have dogs in the class
Frank stood by his seat, Dewey in his
IL, r. FoJ&
something hot coming over his face. He
even thought he heard Mary MeMahon
sniff.
Nom he replied tentatively. He was
| sure Mrs. Morton was only joking. What
possible objection could there be to Dew
ey?
81 think you had best go home. leave
| your dog there. and then come back" pur-
sued Mrs. Morton.
hot rage possessed Frank. II the
place was too good for Dewey 1t was
I, too good for him. He went out, stumb-
ling over the little girls feet, because
his eyes were dim and misty. He heard
| snicker from the boys bench and a
giggle from the girls, and he felt strong
within him a desire to meet them all,
singly and in a body. and yanquish them.
Chiefly did he wish to slay Mrs. Morton
| and all the teachers of the Sunday school.
When he reached the street he walked
aimlessly away from the house. He had
| no objective point in his wanderings save
| that he wanted to get away from the
| scene Of his humiliation. He tramped
| along with blazing eyes. and Dewey fol-
| lowed at his heels, head down anG abject
| meekness in every line of his body. In
some subtle way there was impaired to
him all his masters humiliation and sor-
| row. and now and again he tucked his
| tail between his legs and whined. Other
dogs who came up to him with oyer.ures
were met with a cold scorn, and he did
not even have the heart to bark d. a
cat who sat in doorway and arched
her back at him with challenging spit.
Suddenly Frank turned on his heels and
started back for 'Steenth Street at a
swinging trot. He had solved the prob
lem. The question had been large in his
mind what could have Influenced Mrs.
Morton to deny Dewey admission to the
Bible class. He had it now. Dewey was
an unlicensed dog. He had successfully
eluded the vigilance OF the policeman and
had laid him low in the cellar, trembling
and breathless, when the dog wagon went
changing noisily through the streets. 1t
had been a trial to Franks soul and to
Dewey's also, this surreptitious, precari-
Gus existence, and they both longed for
the privilege of stalking abroad at all
times and all hours with the certainty of
legal protection. But dog licenses cost
money.
Frank was full OF plans and schemes as
he stalked back home. Dewey's tail was
up. and he chased several larger dogs and
barked loudly at the challenging cat when
they passed her again. Franks mind
went over a hundred schemes now to get
the requisite money, but none seemed in
the least feasible. He might have gone
to Gus or to Abe Powers for help or ad
vice; they always knew things. but he had
heard a snicker from the boys bench and
he had wrathfully decided that never
more would any of them share with him
in the glad possession OF Dewey. Then
followed some long. hard days, when
Frank was to be seen running to and fro