Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1911-02-08

frightened cnlluren ana nervous WO-
men.
1t Is noted fact that man will
fight as quick about his dog as he will
about any other member of his fam
lily. The dog may not be worth kill
ing, even accidentally, but you must
not meddle with him. The f flowing
bit of parodized doggerel poetry,
which | once put in the mouth Of q
small boy, demonstrates the idea of
how every dog owner feels upon that
subject. wrote IL and first printed
1T in February'S 1aG9 issue Of the
Harpoon in the serial story now run
ming in that paper entitled "Prison-
ers of the Forest" and is as follaws:
Breathes there boy with soul so
dead
Who never to himself hath said
This Is my own-my onliest dog
] know he's got lot of heas,
An swipes the steak an steals the
cheese
An when he hears a cacklin' hen
VIII beat you to the nest-but then
He's jes' as good as good can be
An | loves i'm an he loves me
An ii you fetch me with your hand
He'll quickly make you understand
You'd better roost up in tree
Before you try to pester me.
An when goes to milk the COW
He creeps up close--he knows jes'
To whine, an beg, an wag his tail,
An lap a mou'ful f'om the pail
An won't let i'm have no more
Wen sees mama in the door
Cause know wat she's goin' to say
III VOW III give that dog away.
loves mama an papa, too,
An brother Ben an sister Sue
loves the chickens an the horse,
Can pies an ginger cake Of course)
| loves the COW, an loves the hog
But most OF ALL loves my dog"
We boys thought something ought
to be done with the dogs. Tin cans
and high life" were suggested, but
the older brigands Of the party knew
that this would never do, because
horses would become frightened and
serious accidents might occur.
At last safer and more humane
plan was adopted and put into execu-
tion on the following night.
a messenger was sent to town and
a half gallon of red paint, and Il
small round brush were bought. The
paint was more than red--it was a
blazing crimson. After services be-
gan and all decent people were seated
under the big arbor beneath the glare
OF the huge gasoline torches, the nj
rate crew began their red-hande1
work.
Strolling around among the tents
and wagons, bits Of bread were used
TO secure the confidence of the dog
and while some one patted his hea d
and called him pet names, two other
miscreants painted bright red spot
upon the unsuspecting animal, who
never seemed to pay any attention to
them. These spots were all alike,
and situated where they were most
easily seen when the dog was in
good humor and on the retreat.
They were well executed, and when
seen by daylight looked exactly like
ripe tomatoes, and as they never in
Jured the dog, or gave him any incon-
venience whatever, have never been
able to understand why such a fuss
was made about it.
We never overlooked any dog that
we could approach, and by the time
services closed-about midnight-I
presume $50 moon-bayers and rabbit
chasers were ornamented with the
sign OF the "Mystic Order of the
Blushng Rose" which was the name
or our secret organization.
No one seemed to notice the effect
Of our labors until daylight when a
prayer service was held. Then busi-
ness began to pick up. Of course no
dog would think of not attending each
service, and as they trotted in and out
along the straw-covered aisles and be-
tween the long rows OF seats they
seemed perfectly delighted, and proud
OF the fact that they wore the badge
OF our honorable order. They came
by dozens and doZens-of all breeds
and all possible combination of
breeds known to the dog family. Big
old ours, NANCY hounds, wolly fees,
long-legged dogs, bench-leggcd dogs,
old dogs VoIInU 6ouc fot dooc Jo.,>