The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1913-01-16
Jimmy
Gets "a Dog

| time they mad DeCl aDle 10 mdlcn MS
teasing by a succinct and comprehen-
sive mol" But now life was vastly
different
Every Homecoming of the elder
members of the family, if not greeted
by "Didyuh bring my dog?" was hailed
with the wall when kin l have my
dog?" or "Whut kind of dog is it
I'm going to get?" until the King
thornes reached the stage where their
opinion on dogs as whole was SO
intense that it was wordless.
The situation led to discussions also,
for both Kingthorne and his wife ac-
cused the other of having been the
one who said the fatal word of assent.
The peace of the family was gone, and
the more they argued the worse 1t
grew. OF the lot Jimmy was the
most injured, for with all the bicker-
ing because of dog there wasn't any
dog.
You said | could have a 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 if they did see
a possibility they lacked the time.
Sitting in her living room one after
noon conyersing with visitors abo.t
green tomato pickles. Mrs. kingthorne
after staring from the window, gave
a little shrek.
Gust the thing!" she cried. How
did it get there?
WHAT" demanded her caller.
There aren't green tomatoes growing
out thereI
"Pickles?" repeated Mrs. King
thorne, dreamily. "No, it's a dog. 1t
doesn't seem to belong to any one,
either!"
Everybody looked. The dog was
most apparently youthful, because it
still wabbled slightly when it walked,
or, rather, rolled For it was fat and
globular, made still more so by a
thick coat of woolly brown fur. From
one end of the brown mass PINK
nose stuck out and from the other
end protruded a tiny plumed tail. 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 it would send Jimmy into
Mysteries of joy, so, really, l think it
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 it?'
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 it took four of them
to wash and dry him. Afterward he
| frisked in front of crate fire and
Mrs. Kingthorne admired herself ex.
tremely for finding him.
Jimmy, for some reason, was late,
but presently Kingthorne arrived. He
seemed a little dazed at the chorus
pT f,,l oh ri,lya 90
| brown wool that was thrust at him.
"We,l!" he murmured in a puzzled
tone. THAT doesn't look bit like
| the one"
"The one!" cried Mrs. Kingthorne.
What one, and what is it,"
The bell rang just then and King,
| thorne went to the door. When he
iejoined them he was leading by a
leash an Airedale pup. A grown-up
Airedale is without doubt the ugliest
transcends by a hundred degrees the
| ugliness of the grown-up Airedale
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 a
bench dog" he said. "All my life
I've wanted an Airedae-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
We'll, like him!" cried Mrs. King
thorne, Indignantly.
Jimmy slammed into the house just
then, Something slammed in with
him. 1t was an overgrown, calflike
creature, all legs and tail and tongue
with a great ugly head, and it's style
of architecture was a combination oil
everything from early Greek down
He's mine!" Jimmy cried, proud
ly, IAN ashcart man gave him to me
an he's goin' to sleep in my room
an everythin'! An you said couc
have n dog' He gave passing
glance of disinterested scorn at the
booded Airedale and the toy woolly
pup.
Il suppose" said Kingthorne. will
a resigned sigh to his wife, that W.
can chloroform our dogs!"