Evening star., 1912-09-22

DIARY OF A REVOLUTIONST
BY ADELE M. WHITGREAVE

took anything. Took chair. Made for his
boots Nom, to the rescue, said, "She
wouldn't hurt a kitten" (Wouldn't I?)
She a dear!' Something he called me be-
gan with "a ID; but wasn't dear" I'll lay
for him and knock out a front TOOTH Need
one. Lost mine in Pomeranian contest. |
Another fight today. Didn't even look in.
Thought it best. Case still pending If
can prove an alibi, I'll make a date with that |
says I'm Il born fighter" Best bet. If
some people had my fighting capacity, they
wouldn't be the under dog so often. Dads
silver comb missing. Do | know anything |
about it? Not on your life! Mine wouldn't |
be worth a glass. of water! Ate Mons Per-
sian lamb muff. Certainly am black sheep!
Dad thought I'd brought in trophy of an
other conquest. Did resemble cocker spaniel
next door
Washed today. Rather be licked! Was!
Ran in mud. Got cat-worth the licking!
New collar. Nifty! Name and number on it.
Useless: no one stops to read. Just escaped
dog catchers they me. Good at the |
sport myself! Sat for picture. Broke camera
literally! When it clicked, thought it was
a gun. Nerves unsteady. Case still pending.
Studio looked like kaleidoscope. Man rang
for patrol. | made a home run that beat
any of Joe Tinker's Family suspicious. 1t
did look that way. Boy always backs me
up. He'll have lot of tall backing to do
this trip! Nom says he's got about as much
sense as have. That's why we're so chum-
my. Wish l had the nine lives of a cat!
Need few. considering all that's due me.
THURSDAY.-S Something ran on pantry
shelf. Caught it. Suffering mackerel!
What is it? Never again! People see things: |
/ chew them. Found two-dollar bill on
floor. Swallowed it. Regular savings bank.
Dad searching high and low. He can search
me; but what's the use? On porch. Saw
photographer coming. Defed him to ring
bell. Had him scared stiff. Dad threw book
at me for lying on his bed. He'll throw fit
when he hears latest. Feel sick. Some
thing heavy on my stomach-may be con-
science. second thought, spool. Out
on leash. No more roaming in the wildwood.
Can't run at man or beast Leading dogs
life of it! Only fun today motoring with
Boy. He goes on roller skates and wears
goggles. on leash pulling him. Team ad-
miration of the drive Boys got the speed
mania: mines for cats. Talk of exceeding
limit-Gec Whizz!
In window seat meditating. Look what's
coming! Toy poodle! Oh, Mama! what sweet
picking! Lost hope. Dads home, or me
for the toy. Feel bad. Change of diet from
COCkTOdCn 10 SpOOl 700 Idu1Cdl. DICK dI
heart-and stomach! Consultation. Have
to go to Dog Hospital. Ambulance here. If
could get sight of that Alley Pup, shouldn't
need it. Arrived at DR.. Swindle's Cat and
Dog Home. True to its name. Feline in
mates. Oh, joy! Introduced. A measly
lot! Don't know what's in kennel next to
mine, dog or sea serpent. Midnight. Puzzle
died. No medical attendance. No obsequies.
Removed to kitchen.
Friday Dog meat for breakfast. Doubt
settled-no sea serpent. Don't like
place. Every footsteps dogged. On road
to recovery. Shipped tail of a pug and leg of
a collie Sure symptoms. Aching for
fght-cured. Another dog died this A. NJ.
Home is msnomer. "Norgue" proper
classification. Visiting day. Dogs all
spruced up. Doc told Boy got twenty
cent-a-pound meat. He's another! Got a
pound all right, and a couple of kicks
minus the venison. Every dog had its day
mines coming. Wait till it does! I'll
show up-eat up-the swindle. Oh for a
word with the boy! He'd put couple of
kinks in the Doc himself!
Prodigal returns. Spool