The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1906-07-05

was no mistake about il. 1t was Z
dog. 1t wasn't u mule or horse or
COW. He had just come to this con
clusion and was about to call Mrs
Bowser and the cat out to look at
the figure when a gentleman with a
silk hat and frock coat came along
and entered the yard to say:
Il am the pastor OF the church around
the corner. l believe you are Mr..
HOwser and that your wife attends?"
Thought 1t n Hyena.
Mr.. BowSer shook hands with him
and spoke of the weather and the Hep
burn bill, and after a moment the pas
tor said:
Fixing up little for spring. | see"
Yes. bit"
That is a work of art you have
there. and l don't think l ever came
across its like before. As a figure of
a hyena l should say it was perfect"
"A hyena"' shouted MI Bowser
loud enough to be heard down TO the
corner.
1t can't be a goose" unused the
good man as he peered and rceked.
do l look like man or u turnip!"
was demanded.
IF have made any mistake" said
the pastor as he edged toward the
gate, Il leg your pardon. My eyes are
not as aood as they were. If it's not
hyena, excuse me. If its not Il goose.
excuse he. In fact, excuse me any
way. l may call again next week.
Dinner was announced before any
| one else came along and took an inter
est in that dog. Mr.. B0wser had been
| hurt i'll his feelings ana was sulky. and
| Mrs. BOwSer talked on all other sub
| jects. After the meal he went out to
| have another look at his purchase. Any
man, no matter whether preacher or
| burglar, who called that stone dog d
J hyena was liar and horse thief.
! There he stood, ears cooked up, tail out
| straight ard one paw slightly raised as
! if begging the beef trust not to raise
! the price OF bones, and only a fool
| could take it for anything else but
canine. Mr.. Bowser was still gazing
when a tramp came along and stopped
to say:
dad u see you taking an interest in
high art. oil man. l can't eat statues,
but it sorter comforts he to see 'em
standing around on one leg"
Looked Like Bear.
What would you say that repre-
sentedT'
| Don't kid me, pardner. I'm too old"
But | want you to say"
We'll, if any guy comes along here
and don't call it a grizzly Bar you give
him the boot. That's about the finest
grizzly I ever saw put Up in plaster of
paris
Are you a purblind fool?' yelled Mr..
Bowser as he felt his feet begin to
lift up.
Don't tell me it is rhinocero3"
You iackass!"
And I'll swear it hain't giraffe"
Get out o here"
Say, pardncr, I'm sorry If I've hurt
yer fceln's. | wanted to ask at the
basement for cold bite. If you say
thar figger is meant to represent the
sacred bull OF India, I'll be hanged if
don't agree with you"'
For answer Nj. Bowser grabbed him
and backed him against the fence and
shook HIN til his teeth ratified AMI
then helped him through the gaze with
q kick. Then the darkness fc.l. and he
entered the house and sat down to his
paper without speaking.
By and by Mrs. BOwSer saw him
nodding, ami she softly arose and wont
through and took Il seat in the bay Will
dow. She could see the dog from where
she sat, and she sighed over the iIca
of Mr.. Bowser making the purchase.
StcIc the Deg.
Ten minutes had passed when a man
came along ana scrutiniZel the house
and passed on. Then he returned and
looked it over again. When she caught
sight of him for the thir! time lie had
a WheelbarrOw and entcrpl the yard,
and that stone dog was picked UP and
carried out and loaded up and wheeled
away into the forever.
Mrs. Rowser could have drunmel on
the window. She could have gone to
the front door. She could have aWak-
cned Mr. Bowser. She did none of
these things. Coolly ana calmly she
saw the dog disappear and knew that
he would never, never return. Then
she returned to the sitting room with Il
look of relief on her face and just in
time to hear Nh Bowser mutter in his
sleep:
You laundering big jackass, but
why don't you call it crocodile and