The Washington herald., 1914-03-29
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HAT HEN Rose Imperial was take
" from the Trenholm kennel

TEN ROSc Imperial was ldkct
" from the Trenholm kennel.
and sold to the Cuttings as a
mate for Champion Doldruns her whole
family went into mourning.
Diavolo II, her big brother, was of
his feed for a week. Every bull terrier
On the Trenholm place was shocked and
Yrieved.
Curse mel" snarled Diavolo II, to
his old father, Champion Diavolo !, ''it's
a pretty rotten business when one OF
our family takes up with that layout
down the road" He spread back his
shapely pink-and-white ears against his
skull and ieered at his parent.
Champion Doldrums comes of excel
lent stock" grunted the old fellow.
%0h, he's got the pedigree" shifted
Diavolo II, ''but what of it? II doesn't
bring him anything but blue ribbons. II
he was turned out from the care of half
a dozen nurses you would see what sort
of a bull terrier he is He would either
starve to death or have his throat slit
from car to ear in his FIRST bone pol
ishing dispute. There's nothing to that
Doldrums family but looks and ancient
history"
Both of which count for a great deal
these days." remarked the father terrier
quietly. "You must understand, my son,
that We are living in a polite age. A
dog is not supposed to eat bones and
6ght over their possession. One must
be very careful of the conventions to
get along we'll in kennels nowadays
Really, my boy, if you have any hope
of amounting to anything socially you
must come to learn these things"
The elder Diavolo pretended to be
bored by the vulgarianism of his son,
but at heart he secretly rejoiced, for he
liked to believe that there was in his
generation some of the old warrior
spirit of his forebears.
Diavolo ii coiled up on the straw
with growl. He hated Champion Dol
drums as much as he loved his stolen
sister.
Three shows in succession Diavolo II
had tried to get the blue ribbon from
Doldrums and had failed. And he
knew that there wasn't bull terrier in
the show that did not root for him be-
cause he knew that Doldrums should
give up the first honors.
All the stable boys realized that Dol
drums was merely lay figure, when it
came down to real dog. Why, Jimmie
Hogan, of the Cutting stables, the clos
est human friend of the champion, had
been heard to admit that Doldruns was
veritable paretic as the result of over
breeding.
TO think" whined the near-champion
to his father, Il shall be an uncle to the
offspring of that .doddering idiotr
And I'll be their grandfather"
growled the old man. But perhaps
they will inherit some of Our good quail
tiles"
Young Diavolo's mother, Champion
Queen of Sheba, joined the circle. She
shifted her discontented son, as all dog
mothers do, to see whether he was still
all there. Then she strolled to sunny
spot and sat on her launches, cooking
her ears to wait and watch for her mis-
tress, Miss Doris Trenholm.
Now, my son." whispered Father
Diayolo. There's classl Look at your
mother, boy. There's nothing the world
over can match her in the class for
thirty-hve pounds and over"
~Une grande dame" murmured
Fedinck, the French poodle, who had
loped in for bit of gossip.
Some style in my missus, Fedinck.
What?" exclaimed the old man.
"She has the haut ton, the-er-je ne
sais quoi!" exclaimed Fedinck in fool
ish ecstasy.
"Yes," unused Queen of Sheba's mate,
i dog might have every quality of
champion but if she hasn't got that
jenny squaw, as you Trenches call it,
and the other dog has, we all know who
gets the blue"
The much-discussed grande dame sud
denly bounced in the air with a yelp of
delight. Miss Doris, the blue ribboner
in the human class for females, IIo
pounds and under, was at the gate.
Fedinck had convulsion of JOY and
Diavolo II joined his mother in fran
tic welcome to Miss Doris. As beftted
his years, old Diavolo strolled with dig
nifty over to her, wagging his tail with
slow, sweeping strokes.
But young Diavolo was the favorite
with the young woman. After petting
each clamoring, affectionate brute she
stopped and began to play with her pet,
making believe to catch at his forelegs
as the beast quickly drew them back
or covered first the one and then the
other with his body in fine attitudes of
defensive fighting.
Hes a great Davvie," sounded the
musical voice of his mistress. @My.
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