The Red Cloud chief., 1913-08-21
.LENA'S FRENCH DOG
Clever Ruse Whereby Popular
Maiden Rids Herself OF Su.
perfluous Admirers.
BY LAWRENCE ALFRED CLAY.

Miss Lena Walters was troubled In
her mind When girl has four differ.
ent admirers and can't say which she
prefers. it's a mighty solemn situation
Well might she pause and reflect. Ma
tions have risen or fallen over easier
problems than that.
No. 1 had curly hair and lisp. He
was simply delightful
No. 2 had a dropping mustache and
arched eyebrows. lie was charming.
No. 3 not only had the poetic express
sion. but he also wrote sonnets. He
had written one sonnet to her eyes
and another to her chin.
No. sat and sighed most Of the
time when he called. and he had eyes
out Of which lost soul seemed to be
gazing.
Mr.. Walters was a business man and
rather brusque. He paid very little at.
tention to society, and to who came
and went. but after pumping against
a score OF young men in the hall at
one time or other he said to his daugh-
ter:
Lena. you tell the cook to have her
young men come to the kitchen door
after this"
Why. the cook is a married won.
an" was the reply.
Are they chums Of the butler"
"Of course not"
Then what do they want here?"
"Why. papa, they are my callers"
"Humph. Better get rid Of all but
one They wear out the rugs"
And. being troubled in her mind.
Mis- Lena did much more sensible
thing than to retire to her room and
fling herself on the bed and weep. She
put on her hat and took a stroll to do
some serious thinking.
The father hadn't spoken seriously.
and none OF the four admirers would
be bounced. but suppose that crisis
had come? Suppose the young lady
found herself compelled to say to mum.
Der one:
"fairdie Rockingham. your hair curls
in the most delightful profusion and
confusion, and that lisp ia something
to make an angel sit up and listen for
more, but this is life Of sadness and
dsappointments. wish you well. and
! will be a sister to you. but you must
make your hike. Find some other
angel and be happy with her"
Miss Lena was finding cold chills
creeping over her when voice at her
elbow addressed her:
Say. you. don't you want to buy q
dorg?"
It vas q gamin Of about twelve. and
in his arms he had q dog--a French
bull dog.
Mercy on me, 10 that a dog" cried
the girl as she started back.
"You bet. He's worth $50, but I'll
take 25 cents!"
The French nation sends us chic
dresses and hats and cloaks. but
when It comes to bulldogs they are a
dead failure. 1t Is as II they took a
coon, q rabbit, a sugar beet and cab.
bage head and boiled them down to-
gether and poured the -podge
into a mold and called It dog. They
are warranted to scare babies into fits
and the elephants Of the country In
single night
"He cant be q dog" protested Miss
Lena.
"He sure Is, miss" was the reply.
Hes homely, but he's all the 90 In So
ciety. The terrier and the poodle are
not in 1t with him"
But you have stolen him!"
mot bit of It,"
But you can't own a $50 dog"
Say. lemme tell you something. He
was given to me this morning by q
young lady"
"Then he can't be a nice dog"
Hold on q minute. Why did she
give him to me? Bekase she had
bows"
That's no excuse"
1T haint, eh? Not when he's bitten
every one of her bows and driven
them away? They have all swore that
either the dorg must 60 or they
would"
He bit the young men that came to
call on her, did he?" asked Miss Lena
all at once interested.
"Fiercely."
"And she gave him to you on that
account"
'I'll cross my heart on It,"
Maybe I'd buy him II he wasn't sc
homely."
That's what high society Is after
homely dorgs. The homelier the bet
ter. Got any bows?"
"Yes." admitted the girl with a
blush.
ANY you want to get rid of"
"Y.es."
"Then don't be two minits closin
this deal! One of your bows come In
and bows and scrapes and takes q
cheer. About the time he has got his
legs crossed and is ready to talk love
Nero sneaks around and takes q
bite"
And what follows?"
what follers? Lemme tell you that
what follers would make hen laugh