Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1908-03-28

the south!
For the touch OF thy light wings, the
kiss of thy mouth;
For the yearly evangel thou Dearest
from God,
Resurrection and life to the graves Of
the sod
Whittier: April.
IN UPPY was lying upon the mat
- on the front porch. it being
warm and sunny there. He
needed warmth and sunshine.
for having just been cruelty re-
lieved of a corner of each ear and a
goodly portion of his tail. he was not
n very happy little puppy. A bowl of
milk, setting nearby. remained I'M
Tapped: Il was his mother he wanted.
Pathetic little yelps and whines were
carried up on the breath of March into
the middle OF the next block, and 1t
proved not the i'll wind Wnlch blows
none too good.
Bob the masterful Bob, the snowy
white, clean-limbed, sharp eyed, keen
cared. bob-tailed bull terrier, lag
stretched full length on the warm
ground of his own back yard No.
not sleeping, but 'possum -ins--a neigh
bor's bird eating cat was on the other
side OF the hedge, and the moment she
should be so unsuspecting as to slip
throughput, something else hap
pened, and Bob sat up and took no.
tice. The kind March zephyr was
whispering something. With his head
first on one side, then on the other
and his pointed ears strained to catch
IT, response and sympathy of sudden
laid hold of Bob, and he was off like
a shot.
Puppy was INDUCING in one of his
most heart-rending walls when along
came fighting Bob shifting the wind.
1t took but a moment for him TO To-
cate the suffering puppy and discover
what was wrong. Perhaps he was
minded OF his own puppyhood. and his
smarting ears and tail, and how for
many months he knew no peace ON
earth owing to the latter's failing to
heal because some clumsy hand had
bungled the job. At amy rate, ms
splendid length and height lowered
above puppy, and he gazed down upon
that poor mangled and suffering body
till one almost imagined the tears
glistened In his fine dark eyes Lower
and lower descended his broad and
formidable looking snout finally 10
lodge in puppy's soft and wrinkled side.
and then he fell TO licking-iust one
ear and then the other and now the
tail-till II would seem his tongue must
he worn through And puppy-quiv-
ering and shivering AZ first because he
was uncertain as to the ultimate aim
and object of that great black snout
bearing down upon hlm-wriggled, ana
snuggled, and grunted beneath those
soft. warm healing Hicks, soothed at
length into restful slumber. Every day
after this Bob called upon his patient
administering the same simple and
beneficial treatment, till the healing
was perfect. and puppy could be tum-
blod about and rolled over and over on
the lawn by that fierce yet kindly snout
without whimper or whine OF pain.
Come up, April, through the valley.
In your robes OF beauty drest,'
Come and wake your ilowery children
From their wintry beds of rest.
Come and overflow them softly
with the sweet breath of the south;
Drop upon them, warm and loving,
Tenderest kisses Of your mouth.
Phoebe Cary: An April welcome.
Bot, the bull-terrIor, reelined before
the CRATE fire. snowy white, for he had
but left the hands OF his master after
o most vigorous scrubbing aud rub
bling. Everybody adored Bot, but es-
pcclally after n bath; then. everybody
wanted TO pat MIN, and stroke him,
and romp With him, and take him for n
walk to show him on on this day OF
his ablution however he lay before
the fire great irregular snowbAll,
ana stil as a marble dog, No one could
induce him 10 get up OF even 10 move.
Nor would he turn his head nor a
hair. nor bat an eye.
"some one said "mt," Bot never
budged, Az a rule, he would turn The
house upside down, and delYe To the
bottom OF grandmothers barrel OF
chlckenfeed scattering the wheat and
corn to the very last grain all over
tie shed floor. but what he would catch
that mouse or rat.
some one said "cAt" hot remained
immoyable. And his greatest anlipathy
"a life was a cat, and be would come
into tho house with his mouth full OF
hair. which meant that he had grabbed
her by the back and shaken her TN she
had dropped from his jaws a limp heap.
Yes. he was death on cats, but today
the mention of his greatest antipathy
In lie had no effect upon him whatever.
He still remained as statue, and Why
A sleeping kitten lay cnrled between
his front paws.