The evening world., 1911-08-03
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Charley Nhie.

10 left Ike would usually bring out a
glass OF beer and give ZONE OF II to
the horse. having treated the dog In
side. And they both liked II. The Great
Dane used to put his forepaws up on
the edge OF the bar and beg for It.
That Great Dane was Ike's pride. He
was a big. handsome brute. and every
body in Boston knew Ike's dog. II
anyone failed to recognize him II was
an easy matter to examine the big.
brass-studded collar he wore. on this
was inscribed. ~ am Ike weir's dog:
whose dog are your" That dog more
than once got Ike into trouble as well
as out of Il.
One evening Weir n the dog strolled
into a cafe In Boston and ran into John
l.. SullfY1t Md a party Of friends. The
big chaahSsdA and the little champion
admired each other very much. Sullivan
because Ike was such an entertaining,
jovial little fellow. and Ike because
John L.. was so big. rough and husky.
Like Fitzsimmons. John l.. Sullivan
was fond of rough horseplay. and did
not realize his enormous strength. on
this occasion. while the party was sit
ting at one of the tables In the cafe.
Sullivan reached down and pinched the
end OF the Great Danes tall between
his %foreinger and the edge of his thumb
nail. with so much force that the end.
flesh. hair and all. was taken or. With
a howl of pain the dog jumped in the
air, upsetting the table and most OF the
party around It. That immediate cor
ner OF the cafe looked like a wreck be-
fore that dog got through. In his blind
frenzy he smashed INTO glasses. bottles.
mirrors, pictures. vases. chairs. tables
and everything else.
A EFant Dana standing thraQ fpat or
more high IA do some damage. espc-
cially when in age and pain. Sullivan
enjoyed the fracas very heartily and
shook with laughter. Weir shook also.
He shook with anger and tried TO get
at Sullivan. The big champion had 10
leave the cafe In order to avoid being
drawn into n fight. while Weir. held
back by three or our men. howled and
yelled to be let at him..
DOG a Real PAL
Many a night Ike was pulled homo by
the faithful dog. Toe tired to lift his
! feet, the master hung on to the dogs
leash and was pulled home TO bed. The
: dog would walt long. weary hours for
his master and never would go home
without him. One night when Ike was
arrested for something or other. had
been taken toSa station house and put
IN a cell. the dog lay down outside the
door OF the station and refused &c
! bulge. lie had tried to get into the
cell, but could not. whereupon he took
up his post outside and refused to be
coaxed or driven away. In the morning
Ike was released md the faithful dog
accompanied him home. II his master
boarded "a street car the Great Dam
would trot alongside. sometimes leaping
on the platform. There were few con
ductors ever tried to put him off. fol
the dog was popular with the street cal
men. In rare Instances where a con
ductor did try It he invariably came on
a bad second with the irate little Irish
man.
Welr had a peculiar liking for Irisi
wakes. No matter where he might b'
~ there was a wake anywhere near Tx
would 60. IT made no difference whethe'
he had known the deceased or not, OF
whether lie was acquainted with an!
of the relatives. There wasn't an Irisl