New-York tribune., 1905-08-27

Master Cecil suddenly slipped down Euply beside
him and would have rolled out under the Wheels
had not Toover promptly put his teeth into his coat
and held him back The hveried men on the bov
were greatly excited when they discovered tb;
situation. Hurriedly they drove home qhere a
big stir was made. AS Toover was led back 70 his
kennel he saw them carrying a listless ag,ire into
the big house
Twice after that Toover taken in % See Master
Cecil but the frai little fellow propped o on the
pillows could do more than put out a thin hand
for Toover to lick. Weeks and week vent bv
Bands of black cloth had been sewed about the
pun-colored sleeves of the groom c0a-. but this
symbol of course, meant nothing 70 Toover
Inaction made him desperate thai one dav
Toover summoned all the strength Of hs Y mus
cles and hurled his ninety pounds l---etuous1v
forward The chain held, but the rivst- heads
ripped through the leather collar Toover as Tree
Across the lawn over the flower beds ~ on the
back porch and through a window he r9unded
Straight to the door of Master Cecils room e vent
The door shut, but Toover paved and zc-atched
at it, whining cOaxingly.
This was what he doing when a t-ghtened
maid brought the soft-voiced sad-eved woman 10
the scene At first she could only hide bar face in
her hands and lean against the wall but after few
moments she knelt beside Toover and took his black
head in her lap.
And do you miss him too." she asked low and
chokingly. Poor, faithful doggie,"
Toover appreciated this unexpected favor but II
was not for this he had come. He was looking for
a boy frail pale-faced little fellow who Understood
dogs and their ways, who liked him and aaom he
liked in return
For Nature had made Toover a chIds dog.
lavishing him in place of other graces and ac-
cOnplishments unguessed depth l-lueasur-
able wealth of affection. And now he had come 70
find the white-browed little master whom he had last
seen in that room behind the closed door.
Not all of this could the kneeling black-robed
read in Towers wistful look. She did not
know dogs we'll enough for that But suggestion.
at least, of this mute appeal must have reached
her. Holding Towers head between her hands
and looking straight into his eloquent ewes. she
said gently
mo, no He has gone away Little Cecil has
gone. never to come back Don't YOU under
stand, dOggie:
No, Toover did not understand Twisting his
head free, he put his nose TO the door and vhined
persuasively
''Oh, OH cannot cannot" she rnoaued He
is not there, dOggie, He has gone.
TOOver paved deterrninedly at the door. How
he guess of futile a thing as an attempt 10
shut sorrow in room.
At last she threw open the door pulled aside
the drawn curtains and let in the light Eagerly
ToOver ran the empty bed then about The
vacant room, shifting at every object. When he
had made thorough search he turned 20 her with
puzzled, inquiring look She was sobbing softly
into the window draperies. So Toover head and
tail dropped, trotted down the stairs slipped un-
noticed through open door, 1Oped across the
lawn. and left behind forever the great souber
childless house.
Once more TOover was homeless stray. Home
lcssl May the Good Shepherd Of US all grant that
We never learn all the black bitterness in that
word Homelessl 1t is to drift forlornly the
cruel tide of chance. 1t is to be the one outside,
Unheeded fOrOOtre0 Is know .-rf-