The Raymer enterprise., 1912-02-01

the more they argued the worse 1t
grew. OF the lot Jimmy was the
most injured, for with all the bicker-
ing because Of a dog there wasn't any
dog.
you said I could have dog!" he
invariable ended in the plaintively ac-
'cusing tone before which all well
brought up parents shrink.
When the Kingthornes had time to
look for dog they never could find
an attractive one, and II they did see
a possibility they lacked the time.
Sitting In her living room one after
noon conversing with visitors about
green tomato pickles. Mrs. Kingthorne
after staring from the window, gave
little shrek.
"Just the thing!" she cried. How
did It get there?'
"What?" demanded her caller.
There aren't green tomatoes growing
out there!"
"Pickles?" repeated Mrs. King
thorne. dreamily. mo, It's dog. It
doesn't seem to belong to any one.
either!"
Everybody looked. The dog was
most apparently youthful, because 1t
still wabbled slightly when 1t walked.
or. rather, rolled. For 1t was fat and
globular, made still more so by q
thick coat Of woolly brown fur. From
one end Of the brown mass a pink
nose stuck out and from the other
end protruded tiny plumed tall. He
really was too much like an ideal
puppy to be quite true.
"There isn't a soul In sight," as
serted Mrs. Kingthorne. "And nobody
would let puppy like that go for a
walk alone. so It must be lost. It'll
get stepped on or stolen or something,
and to own 1t would send Jimmy into
Mysteries Of Joy, so, really, think 1t
is my duty to rescue the puppy, don't
you?"
Everybody wanted to see the puppy
at close range, so everybody said
YES" Mrs. Kingthorne went out and
brought the animal In.
Don't dogs have germs and
things?" demanded one Of the visit
ors. 1T is likely to give Jimmy some-
thing, isn't it7"
That was why everybody followed
Mrs. Kingthorne down into the laun-
dry to see her give the waif bath.
He was very little and the tub was
very big and the soap was exceed.
ingly fluffy. so 1t took four Of them
to wash and dry him. Afterward he
frisked in front Of a CRATE fire and
Mrs. Kingthorne admired herself ex.
remely for finding him.
Jimmy. for some reason, was late,
but presently Kingthorne arrived. He
seemed little dazed at the chorus
Of joyful shrieks and the bundle Of
brown wool that was thrust at him.
WE'LL" he murmured In q puzzled
tone. That doesn't look a bit like
the one"
"The one!" cried Mrs. Klngthorne.
What one, and what Is IT."
The bell rang Just then and King.
thorne went to the door. When he
rejoined them he was leading by a
leash an Airedale pup. A grown.up
Airedale Is without doubt the ugliest
dog yet invented, but an Alredale pup
transcends by hundred degrees the
ugliness Of the grown.up Alredale.
There Is no use In trying to tell what
Kingthorne's pup looked like. because
II adequate words could be found no.
body would believe the description
anyhow.
Kingthorne spoke into the immense
silence almost dehantly. Hes q
bench dog" he said. "All my life
I've wanted an Airedale-and am
sure Jimmy will be crazy about this
one. So will you when you get used
to his looks and appreciate his noble
nature. That brown, woolly thing
hasn't any class. my dear"
well, like him!" cried Mrs. King.
thorne. Indignantly.
Jimmy slammed into the house lust
then. Something slammed In with
him. It was an overgrown, calfllke
creature, all legs and tall and tongue,
with great ugly head, and It's style
OF architecture was a combination of
everything from early Greek down.
Hes mine!" Jimmy CRIED proud.
ly. IAN ashcart man gave him to me,
an he's goin' to sleep In my room
an everythin'l An you said I could
have dog!" He gave passing
glance Of disinterested scorn at the
blooded Alredale and the toy woolly
pup.
II suppose" said Kingthorne, with
a resigned sigh to his wife, that we
can chloroform our dogs!"