The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1912-06-14
JOHN SCOTS pup
He Is an Affectionate Critter
and Dearly Loves His Master
YET He GOT HIM IN TROUBLE

Tho Joyous Antics Of the Playful Ca
nine Brought About the Scene That
Queered John With His Wife and
Gave Color TO Her Cruel Suspicion.
One of the most touching things In
nature Is the affection of dog for its
master. Authors have wept over this
before now. Indeed, in some cases
canine affection would make a cube of
billiard chalk weep.
John Scott has an affectionate dog.
1t is a young dog, but joyful, and he
keeps 1t Ia the cellar at night. The
dog and the furnace are great friends,
probably because contrasted natures
agree well The dogs nature is warm,
and the furnaces nature is cold. But
the pup simply adores John Scott.
One night John Scott left the ban
quet Of the Petonic club at 1 o'clock
In the morning when his wife had told
him positively to be home at 1870.
She had told him also to drink but one
cocktail. That was the only cocktail
he drank. but in the bright lexicon Of
banquets there are other drinks. The
care free yet dignifed manner in which
John Scott wendell his homeward way
gave proof that he had studied the lex
icon.
He was not intoxicated He could
still lift his feet as he walked, but
when he had lifted foot he waved 1t
In the air a moment before he decided
just where to set it down, and 1t did
not always hit the exact spot he had
selected. But his brain was clear as
a bell. He remembered that he must
put coal in the furnace before he went
to bed.
When he opened the cellar door the
pup was asleep on his bed in a box,
but by the time John Scott had de-
scended the cellar stairs the pup and
Its affectionate nature were wide
awake. The pup gave one little bark
of joy and rushed across the cellar like
a rubber shoe fired out of cannon and
stopped itself by making flying tackle
with its teeth on the hem of one Of the
legs Of John SCOTS dress trousers
John Scott swayed, put out hand and
sat down on the floor, and the pup af-
fectionately climbed into his lap and,
putting two coal dusty paws on John
SCOTS shirt bosom, kissed him.
This evidence Of canine affection was
too much for John Scott. He COM
pared 1t with the reception he would
probably receive from Mrs. Scott, and
he was SO affected that he Rugged the
pup to his bosom and wept. Then he
placed the pup carefully on the cellar
floor and stood up. The pup immedi-
ately got between his feet, threw him
twice as he walked to the coal bin and,
when he bent down to pick up the coal
SCOOP grabbed the tail of his dress
coat In a death grip.
Mr.. Scott Invested himself Of the
pup by taking Off his coat and hang
ing 1t on a nail-the one the poker
hangs on. All indications pointed TO
permanent suspension Of the pup. The
pup hung to the coattail, and the coat
hung on the nail, and Mr.. Scott turned
to the coal bin. He raised the scoop
ready to plunge 1t into the coal, but
as he did so he paused. The pup was
standing on the coal, just where the
scoop was about to scoop up coal. At
intervals the pup would dash down
and worry the heel of Mr.. SCOTS dress
trousers, but whenever the scoop ap-
preached the coal the pup got in front
of 1t. Sometimes Mr.. Scott scooped up
the pup, and sometimes he missed the
pup. the coal and the bin, but when
ever he got coal he got the pup too.
II by chance he got coal in the scoop
without any pup the pup showed its
canine affection by jumping into the
scoop. Then the coal and pup would
slide off the scoop on to the floor.
Not for worlds would John Scott
have shoveled the affectionate pup into
the furnace. but he saw that he was
likely to do so any minute IL he con-
tinued to fool with the scoop. There
was but one way to get the coal into
the furnace without cremating the pup.
So John Scott proceeded in that way.
he sat on the coal and held the pup in
his lap and threw coal piece by piece
at the furnace door.
John SCOTS unjust suspicion that John
Scott had taken more than one cock
tail at the Petonic club banquet. She
came to the head of the cellar stairs to
see what was bombarding the tin sides
of the furnace. and she saw John Scott
sitting on the coal in his shirt sleeves
weeping over the affection Of the pup
and throwing coal at the furnace with
his left hand, while the pup nestled
inside his dress waistcoat and kissed
his face. And she accused him OF hav-
ing taken more than one cocktail!
But woman never knows how the
affection of a canine affects tender
hearted Petonic club banqueter. The
love OF dog for its master will touch
the heart Of the strongest man.-Ellis
Parker Butler in Judges Library.
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