The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-07-31
Copyright. 1913. by ". Werner.

Copyright. 1913. by ". werner.)
II was the opening morning Of the
dog show held in the pavilion OF tine
Country club at Boulder Bay. AS ex-
peditiouEiy as possible the dogs were
being benched and everything put
in readiness for the Judging in the
afternoon.
Seventeen-year-old Billy Weston
was on hand early with his handsome
little cocker, Rob Roy, for several
years winner Of the blues at the an
nuai friendly show. unrestricted by
the rules of any kennel club.
Rob Roy was in the pink OF con-
di,ion. Rilly's eyes gloUed triumph
antly as he passed the entries in the
cocker class. There's nothing here
can touch you. Rob- he said softly,
his hand going down for a moment
and resting on the silky head. He
paused as he CAM TO an empty space.
No..27. next tn. Vernon cocker. and
been examining. "All the dogs are
here that I know" he thought. and
pondered a moment. There was no
catalogue Of the show simply the
names and numbers Of the dogs and
the names of their owners being in
the hands OF the show officials. Any
way. Rob, I'm not afraid; there's only
one cocker could beat you. your own
son, and it's A cinch he's not going
a guy TO bench the scarey little fell
low and take chances on having him
make a show of himself"
At the thought Of Jim Billy's frank
young face clouded. Jim Vernon had
been his chum as long as ne could re-
member. until early in the season
when the Harleys had come TO the
bay and Margaret had ON into their
lives. From the start h had shown
a decided prediction for handsome
Billy, favoring him GO greatly tina,
Jim told him ne was getting too
blamed toplofty.
Then came the day Margaret's ran
oe tipped over in front of Vernon's
to the rescue. Girlish Margaret was
sweetly, breathlessly grateful when
he brought her ashore, little the worse
for her impromptu bath. and disdain-
fully silent when Billy approached.
OF course, it was Jim Upon whom her
sweetest smiles were lavished at the
dance that evening and he became
quite a hero under her glowing de-
scription OF the rescue. While Billy
- Well. later Billy said when he
was alone with Rob Roy: "Isn't it
the punkest luck. and aren't girl.
fools, Rob? Does she suppose I'm such
as ass that I'd jump in, after jim got
there before me. only because he hap
pened to see her fret? Anyway"
Billy's voice lowered mysteriously, ut
would nave been dead easy, Rob, for
Margaret to walk ashore. because it's
shallow all along there"
Rob's answer was a riotous a
cling Of a stubby little tail. as though
he would tell his young master that
he knew what no n else knew-that
Billy had kept loyalty silent or the
question of depth Of the water where
Margaret had been immersed when
she had gushed over Jim's bravery,
for Jim was his chum. and. though
but a boy. Billy was true blue.
Quickly following the episode
came the horse show and Billy's sec
ond humiliation under Margaret's
ayes. Jim o o the blues from him in
three classes. He watched Margaret
pin them on her stunning lingerie
dress; he saw her beaming on jim.
girlishly proud. and he gritted his
teeth and thought of Rob Roy. The
dog show vas a bigger event, because
everybody at the bay owned a blue
blood n in cookers Billy owned the
king Of tn I'm all save for the kings
son, and he, Door little chap, would
never win blues like his father. In
the presence Of strangers, il Rob Roy
was not by his side. he was a pitiful,
quivering thing. Running along with