Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1909-09-29
"A ,MIEppLEsoME PUPPY.

thought perhaps you would like
to read a little story l composed in
school when my teacher had US all
make up one. So here 1t is:
Once upon a time there lived In
a pretty town a little girl named
Grace. She had an Uncle Jack who,
coming home on a visit from Mexico
where he had been for several years,
brought Grace a dear little Mexican
puppy. Grace named the puppy Chi
chez, which is a Mexican name tor a
male dog. Well. Chichee was very
cute little dog, but very meddlesome.
One day Grace thought she would
take him for walk In the warm sun
shine.
They walked in the park, and on
the way home a. terrible thing hap.
pened, because, as told you before,
Chichee was a very meddlesome dog.
They were passing a great big bull
dog and Chichee. not meaning to be
rough. barked joyfully and ran up to
1t. The big dog really must have
had bad temper, for 1t growled and
Jumped on poor little Chichee. He
cried pitifully for Grace to come arsl
rescue him, and Grace did try to, but
the big dog was SO large and strong
that before she succeeded Chichee
was cut and bleeding.
Grace took him gently in her arms
and carried him home. She and her
mother tried to doctor him up, but
poor Chichee was past doctoring. He
died the very next day, and poor
Grace was heart-broken. Her moth
er said. Don't cry. dear; we Will
write and tell Uncle Jack the fate
Of poor Chichee and ask him to bring
another dog when he comes from
Mexico next year Ella s. Lynn, in
the New York Tribune.
BILLY THE BANTAM.
When ] was three years old mnn
gave me fresh egg. When I reach.
ed home l showed it to my cousin.
He told me 1t was bantam egg, and
that il / wanted him to he would
put 1t under his hen, which was sit
ting at the time. or course, 4 was
glad to have him do it, and told him
SO. When three weeks were over
he came to me one day with the
joyful news that my bantam was
Matched clear out When he was two
weeks old l brought him home. We
had a little house built for him and
lined it with cotton batting. but he
seemed more inclined to stay around
the house than In his own little
home.
In the winter when I went coast
ing with my cousin Billy the ban.
tam always went with US. Sometimes
we used to send him down the hill
alone. and he never once lost his
balance.
The stairs leading to our second
story were winding. and consequently
rather dangerous for small children.
One day my cousin signalled me to
come out, and in my haste missed
a step and fell down. until at last
! lay in an unconscious heap on the
floor below. 1t happened that no one
was in that part OF the house. not
even Shep and Tabby. No. but Billy
was. s. 4
The hall door was open, and he flew
out and down the steps OF the porch
making a funny noise. like he al,
ways did when something was wrong.
MY cousin. knowing his way. follow
ed him, and there he found me with
a deep cut In my forehead. from which
the blood flowed profusely Running
to Nora, the nurse, he brought her
to where / lay. was taken to my
room and a doctor was called, but
the wound was not serious. and In
three weeks time was well again.
After that, Billy was the favorite pet
OF the family. Bat, alas! When he
was about two and half years old
q weasel got into his house and killed
him. You may be sure he was mourn
ed for by your constant reader.
Alice Barrett. in the New York Trib.
nm q 49, $50