The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1904-03-13

III
EyN13 he is still as .frisky as a puppy.
x1As He is a very confiding little fell
low. apparently believing all people his
friends.
1t was a daily occupation for Jacky to
trot bias ahead of John to his work at
the railroad station, where, because of his
friendliness, he got into a trouble that took
him a good while to get out of.
There was lady at the station waiting
for the train, and, it is supposed, she spoke
to Jacky, for when the train came he was
so favorably impressed with her that he
also boarded the cars, no doubt without the
knowledge of the woman. John looked
around just in time to see the last of
Jacky. The vestibule doors were slammed
shut and the dog was gone. Although
John did all he could to locate Jacky, by
wire, he failed. Everyone reported mo
dog" The trainmen were interviewed, but
unavaiingly. Jacky gone. But where?
1t was ten miles TO the first stop, but
whether he got off there or went on to
the CITY no one knows The whole family
mourned Jackys leaving. So the time went
on for more than three weeks. Hope OF
ever seeing him again had been given up.
But one morning early there was Jacky at
the back door, as lively ever, and jump
ing, twisting, capering all around he was
so rejoiced TO see his friends, and they all
took turns in embracing him. He was as
fat and slick as when he went away.
Since John has gone TO the Philippines,
Jacky escorts the head master TO the saw
mill, where he trips lightly over the logs,
on the carriage and among the nylnS ma
chinery, but he never gets hurt. When the
whistle blows he goes running and trisk-
ing to the head master. He has learned
that the whistle means go to dinner.
Jacky has actually taught Old Rube-a
lazy old water-spaniel so fat he Just wad-
dies along-to hunt for rats; Jaicky went
the logs, that Old Rube was inspired to
exert himself
What a jealous dog Jacky is! If one gives
Old Rube a pleasant word or kindly pat
Jacky flies at him and growls and fights
desperately. But ii is a one-sided fight,
for Old Rube doesn't care for him any
more than if he were a flea, and looks
as though he thought "Oh, he's little"
lone evening, says a member of the
household Il was reading newspaper
the left elbow on a stand-table near the
lamp-and holding the paper out wide in
both hands, thus myself and the lamp were
both hidden behind the paper. AT my right
was rockingchair, freshly covered pill
low in il. Jacky came trottng in, ran di-
rectly to the chair and sprang up in il, and
turned round, his tail giving little COM
Portable wriggles, and lay down. At that
moment he saw me. | never saw a dog
so surprised or more Inundated L did not
speak or change muscle, only glanced at
him from the corner or my eye. He looked
this way and that as though he thought:
oh if 1 could only sink somewhere out of
sight He began TO rise very slowly his
head hung low. his ears laid back, and roll
ing his eyes UP at me every few moments.
/ remained in the same position, only kept
glancing at him. Our eyes would meet and
then would quickly look away All this
time he was slowly rising. 1t must have
taken two minutes for him to get out of
the chair No thief, caught in the act
could have been more guilty. L had never
seen him in the chair before, and he had
not been reproved for il, but he knew he
was trespassing. He skunk across the room
TO the stove and lay down a rug and
began patting the floor with his tail |
knew he wanted to make up so 1 went to
him and patting him told him he was a good
doggie"