The daily morning journal and courier., 1903-08-12

Pennsylvania railroad. the jerkwater, switck-back line thatt runs from Baltl- more down into Harford county. We got into Baltimore at one o'clock, and while we were walking from the Mount Royal station to the Maryland and Pennsylvania station, a distance Of about seven squares, my wife leading the dog, he rubbered out a cat down the street, gave 9 yank at his chain and broke away.
 ''He was off in bunch, sure enough. told my wife to wait at the Maryland and Pennsylvania station until re- turned, and then I chased the dog for about four miles through the streets of Baltimore, in temperature of about one hundred and ten in the sun. I'll admit that possessed certain sneak ing feeling of eSultation when I had to return to the station and inform her that the ki-yi was in all probability lost beyond all redemption-that he had raced out of my sight, and that there seemed small chance of ever getting hold of him again, in such big burg as Baltimore. Of course. I had to stand for an assortment of weeps and nose- dabbings, and then my wife quietly ans nounced that we were going to put up at a Baltimore hotel and remain at the hotel until the dog was found She wrote out 'ds' for the dog on telegraph blanks, describing him, his collar, and giving the number of his Washington tag. and had to gallop around to all of the Baltimore newspaper offices to stick the ads in the Lost and Found columns. Then we registered at a ho- tel and put in a dismal night of it, my wife mournfully reproaching me for not having chased eight, instead of only four, miles in pursuit of the dog.
 small boy brought the mutt to the hotel, early on the following morning, and I had to dig up the ten dollars re- ward that my wife had promised in writing the ads. Then we got a cab and hiked the canine down to the Ma ryland and Pennsylvania station, ,andGf- ter some few hours the serpentine rail- road conveyed us to Bel Air, a distance of about twenty-five miles from Balti- more. There was a blackboard waiting at the Bel Air station to convey us over the five miles to the farm, and we load ed the dog, our traps and ourselves into the blackboard. Halfway to the farm the mutt caught sight of a bunch of young turkeys feeding by a hedge in side a big farm, and out of the buck board he jumped and made for the gobblers; me after him, of course, at my wife's prodded suggestion. trav- eled over meadows and marshes and quicklands and fallow and grazing ground and corn and tomato crops at dead lope for about two and one-half miles in the wake of that internal poo dle, and when got up to him found that farmers boy had marked him up nice with three- -pronked pitchfork for chasing young chickens that were graz ing around the farm house. carried the mutt in my arms back to the buck board, and by the time we reached the farm the new suit of clothes with which I had expected to make hit with the farm boarders looked like 1t had been worn by plumbers apprentice for nine months. The dogs pitchfork wounds had healed and he was as frisky and .devilish as ever when left the farm couple of days later. and can see long years of that poodle still ahead of me. On the day that left the farm my wife saw a big railroad advertisement in newspaper, and she remarked to me that she thought it would be so nice for us to take one of those summer trips to California.
 But what would you do with the dog?' asked her.
 ' Why, take him. of course, she promptly replied The air out on the coast would be just grand for the boofuI sing! {. And guess maybe it won't be the foolish house for mine before the leaves begin to turn if don [ succeed in flag ging that California expedition, with me the personally conducted manager of the mutt for little distance, coming and going and both ends, from the nid- dle, of about seven thousand geographi- cal miles! Washington Post.
 
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