The Detroit times., 1915-01-25
FIRST EPISODE
THE MAN WITH
THE BLACK VANDYKE
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The quivering center or all the in
tense agitation In Brynport was
Bouncer. That energetic collie
could remember no occasion so ex'
p citing as this in the Moore house
hold; but, as every one seemed thor
oughly satisfied. Bouncer helped In
the happiness until his tail ached.
Once and once only Bouncer had
been able to get past old Aunt Deb
By. This time he caught that coal
black cook with her hands full OF
snow-white dough. She lost her dig
nifty and her center of gravity be-
meath her faring skirts, but she saw
cd the dough! Bouncer meanwhile
was up the back stairs, and a brown
and white streak had flashed into the
daintily cretonned room OF his friend,
mistress and playfellow, pretty June
4 Moore. Here all was billowy con-
fusion. June herself, standing by
the long, row of feecily curtained
windows. was the nucleus Of all the
frothing white. Her girlish cheeks
were flushed. and her eyes were wide
and shining. and fat dressmaker.
with her lip I'm her mouth and a
maze Of diabolical wrinkles in her
brow, was on her knees completely
encircling June with pats and pulls
and witches. A browbeaten dress
makers helper, with flaming red
spot In each cheek and her yellow
hair dragging to denote her repress-
cd agony and with her bosom stuck
full of pins and needles and things,
was standing rigidly to one side hold
Ing an orange blossomed veil. June's
mother, in a very special dress and
with her hair done in the most pain
ful precision OF which Frenchman
was capable. stood just In front of
June wringing her hands and help
Ing with her eyes In all the sacred
ceremonies.
Marie, Marie of the broom and
duster, black haired and red gum
med, waited near, with wide grin
and moist eyes, to have things hung
upon her when there was no more
space upon the little white bed nor
any Of the chairs Over by the door.
talking necessarily, was Iris Blether-
Ing. as black haired as Marie, as tall
- the dressmaker's helper and more
excited than all of them put together.
She was the bosom friend
For only q moment Bouncer was
permitted to gaze upon this puzzling
scene. When he sprang too near the
central figure Of IL all, with the per-
fectly natural and commendable in
tention Of leaping upon her to show
hfD undying affection, there was a
c0mbined shrek from six women, and
Ave Of them put him out.
Well, IL was strange world. and
BY way Of setting his mind at east
Bouncer ran six times around the
house and chased a cat up a tree
and exchanged loud views with all
the neighborhood children, who hung
upon the fence waiting to see the
bride.
The were pink bridesmaids at
every window, and nice, regular
father, gandeniad and silk-hatted
and Prince Alberted, walked up and
down the porch looking at his watch
until eternity dragged by. but when
the end of time was come the limo
eines began to move, and Bouncer,
with yelp of welcome, sprang to his
regular seat by the side of the first
driver. Jerry pulled Bouncer's ear
and shut the long, pointed muzzle in
. gasolined fist and gave him other
rough tokens of friendliness: then
the door opened and there came out
q neecy vision In whom the neigh
borhood children found IL difficult to-
recognize June Moore, but filmy
robes and pale checks were no dis
guise to Bouncer.
"Bouncer." June Moore in all her
important finery stopped swiftly
down and took his head between her