Palestine daily herald. [volume] (Palestine, Tex.) 1902-1949, 1907-12-13
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! Daisy and Mod. ed Junior


snlneu Wnen the Carlerets SuggeStCI
sending the dog in by express. She
glanced at the St Bernard puppy and
tossed her small shapely head.
Il guess l can take him twenty
miles," she insisted as she tugged at
the leather leash AS though couii
let the splendid fellow come to his new
home in an express crate. It's awfully
good of you to give him to me, and !
am sure that he will not be the least
bit Of trouble on the way to town"
81 wish / could go to the station with
you" said Carteret regretfully. IF it
wasn't that l was expecting a long dis
lance CALI
"Nonsenser' was the disdalnful re-
ply. 'It will not be the least bit Of
! trouble"
She shook hands with Carteret, kiss
ed Grace and, with final wave OF her
hand, started down the road toward
the station.
When she came in sight of the tracks
and the little red building she strobe
across the platform, proudly leading
Modred Junior, and approached the
baggagemaster.
81 suppose that l may check my
dog" she said, with a stress upon the
word my" The man smiled.
Sure" he assented, but the road f.
tied up. A freight train ran Off the
rails at the bridge, and it will be some
time tomorrow before the trains run
again"
Tomorrow gasped Daisy. q must
be in town tonight"
There's the trolley" suggested the
agent Il don't think they'll take IL
dog, though. That's one Of the Car
terets, isn't It? Better take him back
and have him expressed In when the
snarl gets untangled."
With nod Of thanks. Daisy turned
away. But she had no intention OF
turning back and confessing failure.
She had declared her ability to get
Modred Junior to town. and she was
going to do IT. II might be against
the rules to carry dogs on the trolley.
but Daisy from her ripe experience
knew men were but human and that
regulations were not always observed.
Modred Junior ambled amicably beside
her, and to him she confded her plan
Of campaign.
I'VE must wait for a young con
ductor," she explained. Then while
l put on my pleasantest air you must
* very tired and detected, and he
apply can't refuse to take u.s."
Perhaps If Modred Junior had played
his part well the result might have
been different, but Modred Junior was
only a puppy and the world was still
his friend. When the interurban car
came along and the conductor dropped
from the step to explain to the Cir
dogs Modred Junior rose on his hind
legs and planted his paws affectionately
upon the conductors coat, unheedful
Of the fact that on the way to the troll.
ley he had padded through some de
liciously cool mudholes.
Modred Junior meant well. but the
conductor sprang back to the platform.
muttering uncomplimentary remarks
about dogs, and the car sped on leav-
ing the two standing in the road re.
garding each other dismally. The cars
ran at fifteen minute intervals. and
Daisy decided to walk on to the next |
stop. Modred Junior, nothing loath.
trotted beside her.
1t was the same story with the next |
car, though this time Daisy was care. |
full to hold Modred Junior on a short |
leash. The conductor was grabbed |
old man, with more regard for rules 1
than beauty. The second rebuff only 1
served to make Daisy the more deter. 1
mined. She had often done her fifteen |
miles in the country In summer She
could do 1t now. and. ignoring the fact 1
that her dainty shoes were scarcely .
designed for walking, she started off.
Before the end Of the first FIVE miles
she bitterly repented her decision. Her
ankles turned with the high heeled
shoes, while Modred Junior was in dire
distress. This was far different from
playing about the yard at home. and
finally he sat down and fatty refused
to go any farther. The limit Of his
puppy endurance had been reached.
There was no house IN sight Of the
spot where Modred Junior took his last
stand. For the last mile the road had
run through the woods. and Daisy had
TO the feminine relief Of tears
The darkness was closing IN, and the
dry leaves rustled dismally as the wind
blew through the branches.
Around a curve In the road flashed
an automobile headlight and the beam
fell full upon the disconsolate pair
With an exclamation, the chauffeur
brought his machine to stop and
sprang out.
whats the matterT" he cried.
What are you doing out here at this
line Of night"
For moment Daisy shrank back.
lut she was too miserable to be dis
iainful. Relief even In the shape Of
Dick Wainwright was too welcome 10
Ie scorned. In the reyulsiun Of feel (
ng Daisy was sobbing out her troubles
N his shoulder. while Modred Junior 4
livided his attention between the I'M {
conscious pair and the big car that {
,uffed and painted IN the roadway.
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