The Washington herald., 1906-11-18

then turned for comfort TO the sympa-
thetic Perks
Poor Bob. DO you think he'll ever gel
over Il. Pcrks2" she sobbed. "Oh. l dc
believe he'll die Of a broken heart"
II don't think as dogs ever do that,
replied Perks
Kitty still subbcd in her pinafore. and
Bob kept on his mad career regardless
for once of her feelings.
He'll get over H. never fear. Miss
Kitty. He's such a sensible little cnaT
for his age-he's bound to see the force
Of It s0oa."
As # TO give Perks the lie. Bob just
then performed yet wilder feats. gOine
r0u-d and round in q circle. then de
scribing "a figure that might have repre-
sented an isOsceles triangle, finally. in q
mad erdeavor to stand on his head. 10
rolled over and over, and lag painting Al
the foot OF Jhe tree.
Even Perks began 10 doubt the dog,
sanity.
He do take it terrible ard" he said
Kitty nodded sorrowfully.
"I 'spect hes thinking of the bones '
she said
Bones" queried Perks.
The milllman brings MIN bone nearly
every morning" Kitty strangled the sol
a
sake-uot the milkman's mother. but
Bob's-and Bob always ate 10 under that
tree. No wonder he feels il dreadfUlIy
Perks"
= BOneIeSs Dog.
NO wonder, indeed, miss" Responded
Perks. with deepest sympathy. eyeing tht
still recumbent Bob: nov you just TAX,
him home and let him see; he won't weal
Il indoors. ThatH soften the blow; and
tell him he must eat Ills bones on the mat
Indoors"
He wouldn't believe me if I did" said
Kitty: father won't let him. Bob had
a very favOrite mat that he liked even
better than the grass, q nice woody one
you know the sort. Perks-at the foot OF
the stairs, and one day father didn't see
Bob there. and nearly fell over him. Nc
was very angry and said Bob was never
10 eat bones in the house. So If he can't
have them anywhere he be miserable
Do YOU know. Perks. Bob always growIs
when he hears father moving about-al-
ways. Why do You suppose he does it,?
She fixed her large brown eyes inquir-
ingly on Perks face. He shook his head
Seems queer" he said, refectiveIy,
cant imagine I'm sure, miss
Kitty sighed.
Neither can I" she said. but I wish
Ee wouldn't Good-morning. Perks; /
must go in"
Perks watched the little figure cross
the strip Of grass. followed by the now
chasteued Bob
Don't I know he calculated. as he
resumed his beat, more power TO you
Bob, my boy. for growing at the old
heather. It makes my blood boil tc see
the life little Kitty leads. It's cruel when
child has to put every bit OF her love
on a dog: though / don't say they're not
a deal better very often than humans.
Sull-it don't seem right. Poor little
lass
Perks had several asses of his own at
home. and felt that he ought to know.
An elderly man. with slocpng shoulders
and fast whitening hair. and that absorb
ed, inward look so often worn by scen-
lists, hurried past at that moment.
The Last Straw.
He carried a heavy volume under one
arm, and was too preoccupied to return
the pOliceman's salutatiOn.
The Otner dwellers in the square always
greeted Perks in a friendly way. and #
WAS only for kitty's sake that Perks sa-
lUted the eminent scientist, her father.
And now the time had come when Perks
could shut mis- eyes to Bob's iniquities
no longer. Bob was a fragrant sinner with
regard TO his muZzle. He would frOlic
sdyly through the gate TO the policeman s