The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1904-02-17
The Story
of Boxer

Boxer" was a bird-dog, or was des'
tined to be one when he grew up. AS
yet he was just big, funny-looking.
anxious-to-please, lovable puppy. I'm
Gle Ted said he would be worth a
hundred dollars after he was trained;
and Uncle Ted ought to know. for he
had as many dogs as the old woman
who lived in the shoe had children.
Only Uncle Ted knew what to do
| There never was a man, Ben and
LaurH thought, who was as clever
with dogs as Uncle Ted.
He never would have left Boxer at
grandma's. only telegram came very
suddenly calling him away.
Take good care of the dog" he
said the last thing, and Ben and
Laura, with one voice, answered:
I'VE will" They were delighted to
think Of having such a dear, ridicu.
lous puppy to play with. Uncle Ted
had left him chained to a post, but
they begged their father to let the
poor fellow loose.
why, yes" said papa, laying aside
his paper. THE Iarm Is big enough
to hold him, guess: and even II he
does get into mischief, think we
can manage him."
When Boxer Saw them coming, he
wiggled and frsked till his tail almost
touched his head.
"Wuf! Wuf!" he parked In his fun
ny, puppy way, which was to say,
Let me loose! Let me loose! What's
the use of being on a lovely big farm
If you have to be hitched to a post
by stupid old chain?"
You should have seen him when he
heard the chain drop! He bounded
of and then back again, upset Ben
in comical excitement, leaped up to
give Laura kiss, and there is no
telling what he would have done next
II he hadn't caught sight OF some
chickens scratching away In the flow.
er bed.
R-r.wuf! And In a twinkIing he
had chased the last one out
"Deary mel" calculated grandma,
from the window. IF we had a dog
as smart as that, my sweet peas
might have a chance to bloom!"
"He wasn't thinking OF sweet peas"
chuckled papa. ITS just because he's
bird-dog. He'd chase anything with
feathers till he's trained, II it were
only an old stuffed OWL"
The children listened with respect
and admiration, for papa knew almost
as much about dogs as Uncle Ted
They had delightful afternoon
with Boxer, and he begged off" so
when they took him back to the post
that they decided to leave him loose.
Next morning there were seven lit.
tie green goslings missing at feeding
time. They found them at last, scat.
tered along the edge of the pond-all
dead!
"Oh, dear!" walled the children,
distracted between grief for the Cos.
lings and pity for the guilty pup in
the punishment that was sure to over
take him. why didn't we chain him
up? oh, what will papa do?"
What papa did was to gather up
the goslngs and arrange them in a
pile, with their poor, limp necks all
dropping one way. Then he sent for
Boxer.
Naughty dog!" he said, sternly,
pointing to the goslings. Bad, bad
dog!"
Then he whipped him.
Poor Boxer! He looked at the Cos.
lings and he looked at papa, and II
there ever was penitent PUPPY, Il
was he. His brown eyes shone with
tears and he licked papa's hand and
whined so sorrowfully that II was all
! the children could do to keep from
throwing their arms about his neck
and telling him not to feel sad any
more-that it didn't matter, anyhow
, There could not have been a better
dog than Boxer was that day. The
, family thought him more wonderful
creature than ever. He seemed SO de
, lighted whenever he pleased any one
and was so heartbroken when he blum
dered, that no one really had the
heart TO scold him very much.
So that night they let him Loose
: again, convinced that the lesson had
+ been learned.
: Next morning before breakfast nc
t came bounding up joyfully to papa.
! "Wufl Wuf!" he said. az express