The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-09-24

East Side wireless News Association was 10
Demonstrate with Him Yesterday. but
when the Time Came 20 Lose Him He
was Lost and Couldn't he Lost.
After a campaign OF dog losing that
began last Labor Day there was weeping
and walling In Lawyer Aaron Levy's ONCE
at 200 Henry street yesterday, when the
reporters were summoned to the lawyers
Office by President Looie Zeltner Of the
East Side Wireless News Association to
zee the full blooded mutthound Gyp
Lost for good. This was TO be the finest
and most perfectly planned attempt TO
lose Gyp of all the forty-two previous
efforts made in the past few weeks to lose
the dog, but the plans ended In a lzzle.
AZ the psychological instant yesterday
Gyp couldn't be found. Out in front Of the
lawyers Office was Butcher Sam Bursts
delivery wagon. in which was a padded
wooden crate that was to hold Gyp while
the dog, accompanied by Lawyer Levy,
Looie Zeltner, Sam K~arsChstart, the law
yer's clerk, and the reporters, was to be
taken over to the coast Of HOboken and
chloroformed. Then everybody was to
hurry back to Henry street regardless OF
the speed limits to zee II they couldn't beat
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But when everything was ready for the
start Sam Karschstart, the clerk, who had
been sent down to the basement with a
rope to get Gyp, cast condemnation over
the assemblage by returning with a blanched
face to say that the dog had got out and
had disappeared. From his window Lawyer
Levy shouted to his son, Washington Irving
Levy, aged Q, to organize and e a search
ing party among his playmates to find Gyp.
az the dog positively must be officially lost
In Hoboken before dusk. Sam Karschstart
sprinted up to Clinton street with the hope
that Gyp would be found passing the time
Of day with Ginger, Abe Krauskopf's
Scotch-Irish setter. Looie Zeltner sat in a
corner Of the once and wept.
For many weeks bleated the president
OF the East Side Wireless News Association
to the reporters. have we tried to lose
Gyp, and now must it end in a foozleH Up
to Rockland county have we taken the
mutt, tied him to q tree with a sponge
filed with chloroform fastened to his snoot
and have arrived back here to find him
sitting on the doorstep.
Two days later We took him up to Law
yer Henry Kunst's house, at 145 linton
avenue, in The Bronx, connected him to
an electric battery-I paid for the wagon
and the b~attery-and hurried back to Man
haitian, with Gyp waiting for us near 129th
street and wagging his tail n barking
n front Of the wagon all the way down.
Lots Of times we took him over to Jake
Taig's saloon in Brownsville and tied him
IN the vacant house next door with no
nourishment except a can OF ether tied to
his face like a cab horses oats bag. When
we'd get back to Henry street there was
he awaitin' at the curb. And every time
we'd locked him in that va can house and
thrown the key away.
All those past attempts to lose the
m~utthound were just preliminary Affairs
so that you reporters would have Q good
story when the big losing was pulled of
to-day. But now" concluded President
Zeltner. Just when We had everything
framed up nice and stylish to show you
that Gyp really could be lost we can't find
him. So there's no story in 1t now" walled
the news promoter with. a groan like the
weather on Cape Hatteras.
Il got that dog last spring from Judge
Levison OF Nyack,' said Lawyer Levy.
taking up the tale. He's a local judge
up there and a friend Of mine. l think
he's about eight months old and he's got
a white coat where it isn't black around
You're welcome to him. he says
Judge Levison says. But keep him locked
again. I've tried to lose him but can't he
II like the Judge-he's a local judge up
there INC a friend OF mine-so | tied him
up the night I got home, behind locked
doors in the basement. The next morn
ing | got a message from the Judge telling
me Gyp was back in Nyack. How does
he do II? Search me. He's got Houdini,
the handcuf man, looking like Quigg.
I'm send him down to you with my
man. saws the Judge over the telephone,
and then you tell my man., so Gyp can hear
YOU, to start right back here TO Nyack
with the dog and lose him on my place.
Then Gyp, Just to be mean, will come back
to you and stay just because he thinks
YOU want to lose him.
sWell, that's what we did. The Judges
man came down here with Gyp one day at
noon and l told him out loud: Take that
mutt up to Nyack and lose him The
mar went Gwcy With the dog and late that
night when I came home there was Gyp
sitting on my doorstep. You can't lose
him.
-Of course, l didn't want to lose him, not
at first. But in a short time l found out
that he was a clothes thief, stealing every
thing lying around loose In the shape Of
clothes, shoes and hats in the neighbor-
hood, and bringing them to our hallway.
Sam, my clerk here, couldn't study law be-
cause he had to put in all his time trying
to find the owners Of trousers and things
that Gyp had swiped. The night he stole
Izzy Gumpert's wedding trousers, just
about an hour before Izzy was to be mar
RED and held up the wedding for two hours,
I decided to lose him.
Looie Zeitner's Wireless News Association
didn't hear Of the efforts 10 lose Gyp until
Labor Day. Looie recognized the news
possibilities and consequently has financed
all the preliminary losing ventures ever
since. Yesterday afternoon was finally
selected as the real losing day by the wire
less association, and when Gyp couldn't
he found lust when he was wanted most