Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-01-01

Young master) for ten thousand pounds
sterling. The dog was permitting his no
BILE young master ui bet that dog wouid
have said 'mahster'' If he'd been able
to speak, to patronize him by resting his
chiseled hand upon his head; but the dos
himself plainly was Of an uppish. snippy
kind that patronized everybody else on
earth except the dukelet. or viscountlet
or belted earlet, or whatever the boy was.
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pited the boy. with all of that splen-
diferous scenery on him CLOTHES. mean,
and his hair fused up into curls tina,
way: but l despised the dog. I always
did hate a stuck-up dog. a stuck-up boy
uhat is, boy who wouldn't pinch girls
arms and who woulnt go harefooted on
Saturdays even If his mother was will
ing for him tor was bad enough: but 4
stuck-up dog, 1 considered. was just the
snohbiest thing on earth or in the wa
tiers beneath the earth.
Really, 1 don't know why I have dwelt
so garrulously upon this picture OF a
Boy and a Dog, except that it has moth
ing whatever to do with my story. My
story. you see, is going to be about the
dogs that 1 owned land loved when
was about that cherubic dukelet's age
only 1 wasn't cherubic, and none Of my
dogs ever got himself painted by Rom
ney or Reynolds or anybody else.
The first dog I ever owned lat the a 50
OF eight-myself, that is, not the dog
was a kind of a cross between a Spitz
and skye and Llewellyn setter and a
King Charles spaniel and a Chinese chow
and Japanese poodle and a beagle and
a foxhound and an Irish terrier and a
Korean sleeve dog and a Siberian wolf
rest of the list: mix we'll, shake thor
oughly, adding breeds to suit, and you'll
about get it, I believe there must have
been little Brazilian marmoset in him.
too. for he had singularly weakened.
monkey-like face even in his extreme in
fancy. and later on he exhibited a Similar
slyness.
1t was in his extreme infancy that I
got him. Did YOU ever see blue dog ,
Not blue china dog, but blue really
was blue when I got him; not vaguely or
obviously or approximately blue, but
maZarine, ultramarine. violet. azure, ce-
rulean, bluey-blue; as blue as the We
netian sky or the Hawaiian sea.
The answer: l rescued him from tub
of bluins. 1 had been sent TO get a
pail of milk. An interesting occurrence
had recently taken place at the home
in the woodshed, that is-of the milkman.
The milkmans son, a boy a little older
than l. was engaged in drowning the
last of the pups when l got there. The
VINO had no sense of humor. This one. in
looks, was such a caricature, such a
travesty on the canine species that he
couldn't be given away even in that hui
morless neighborhood Therefore the milk
mans son was consigning him to a wa
terry grave in the tub Of blung which his
mother had left for a moment to talk
to another woman over the back fence.
I got there milk pail swinging. about
five seconds after the tragedy had begun.
Already the pup had been dyed a Shrek
ing. r.bald blue. All that was visible of
hopelessly foolish, bourgeois head. His
valiant battle and his blind eyes--they
we're still unopened aroused my COM
passion. considered that a dog was a
dog. even if he was blind-and blue. Ran
som terms were quickly struck l had a
wasn't going. I doubt If it had ever gone
But watch is a watch. Just as dog Is a
dog. The milkmans son took the watch.
Then he permitted me to grab the houn-
dering blue pup from the tub, all drippy
and squirmy.
the role of rescuer as we'll as having thus
gained possession Of my first dog.
pressed the wet. blue pup ecstatically
against my red Bingham blouse; you
know the kind of blouse: the kind that
buttoned way down. pressed the drip
giving a sort Of bizarre. impressionistic.
Barbizon effect to that garment which did
not pass unnoticed when I got home, be-
lieve me. Impelled by the fear that the
to accepting the non-going and ungoable
watch as ransom for the pup. ned with
my prize.
In order to make better speed. 1 topped