New-York tribune., 1905-08-27


could appropriately
have been called a little Biggs; so you see that
DOshy must have been small indeed.
He was big enough, however. to reach one of
Towers black ears and with this grasped firmly
in his tiny fist he appeared the kitchen door to
lisp tTluInphantly: 'Dith my dogl He name ith
Toover."
As was her custom in any crisis little Mrs. Biggs
shrleked shrilly. Then she darted around the
wash-tub and with soapv hands snatched Doshv
TO her breast; for il nearly and Doshy had
been lost since soon after breakfast. Five other
little Biggses were at that moment supposed to be
searching high and low for him
Doshy generally was lost. as a matter of fact 1t
was chronic state with him, and had been ever
since he could unlatch gate True, he always had
come toddng home again of his own accord pro-
vidng he had eluded the searching parties sent out
by Mrs Biggs.
Now his small mind was intent upon the proper
introduction OF ToOVer. Wriggling from the moist
embrace Of his mother, he grabbed a black ear
In either hand and proceeded tow the bashful
Toover into the maternal presence. Tum Toover;
tum an kth Dothys muvver."
Mrs Biggs hastily retreated behind her wash-tub
- Hear the child Catch me gettin' near a vicious
brute like thati Look out Doshy, he's goin' to snap
al YOU! Oh, gracious, see his teethl Help hep!"
To the tinlid urinitiated Towers gri1nace
might have been menaCing; but to Doshy, gifted
with instructive understanding OF doggish ways,
Towers behavior was all that could be desired.
He wanth to be friendth. Thee him laugh,
InuvVer! Won't YOU let Toover kith you now?"
Not at that time, subsequently, Mrs.
Biggs induced to submit TO such proceeding,
although Towers pink tongue ready to
protest his affection for any Biggs, old or young.
But then and there Toover, sprawling comfortably
under the kitchen table, indicated that his was no
passing whirn. He had come to stay
AT this stage YOU would not have called Toover
Z handsome pup. To have named the predon1-
inant strain in his complicated makeup would have
puzzled expert. Perhaps his general build
suggested a pointer more than anything else, for
his body long and well-rounded. Those legs,
however, We're never the legs of a pointer The
clumsy soft-padded feet indicated St. Bernard
blood while the deep chest and sturdy nuzzle limited
somewhat OF the Great Dane As for his coat it
short PLY and of sleek, glossy black, except for
white tail-button and a broad, white blacB-fiecked
thToat-band that gave the effect OF a wide ermino
collar. Chiefly YOU would have noticed his eyes
which cleaned like a pair of black diamonds with
Z light set behind. They were not dull, stupidity
staring puppy ewes. They were bright animated
al a-sparble with intelligence twinking with mis-
chief, brimrning with good-nature.
This Toover at the estimated
age OF ten months.
No one questioned the fitness or
authenticity of the Doshy had
Christened him extemporaneously. Out eN
OF the 1nvst erious and unlocked vocab-
1lary OF childhood he had coined II.
= hat enough. TooVer it to -
The end Of the chapter. ~
- 'Hith name ith Toover'' announced
Doshy 10 the assembled family, land IT,
he ith my doggie." s
Guess that settles It said round
f~ced, complaCent Mr.. Bggs. ~