Perth Amboy evening news., 1916-10-26
Dog "Owns' Boy,
Who Is Likely
To Rule Russia
By VIM. PHILIP SIMMs.

L.
Imperial Headquarters, Russian
Army, Oct. 3 tBy Mail EVERY dog
that is dog is by nature ambitious
70 own a boy. Here is the story of
JOY, the dog that owns the boy who
VIII one day rule Russia.
Even now JOY isn't much to look at,
being smallish, pepper-and- mustard
coarse haired fellow with a short, fun
NY tail that never stops wagging. So
"hat must he have been before he
adopted the boy Grand Duke, the 12-
year-old son Of the Emperor? His
pedigree was evidently pretty demo-
cratic and he had no recollection
Whatever of ever having seen any dog
exactly like himself.
But joy was regular dog for all
that. He was determined to get him
self boy some day so he was con-
stantly looking over the lads he met as
he strayed around town. The war
made times hard and picking was nev-
er easy, but Joy always kept cheerful
despite the housewives habit of scrap
ing the bones cleaner and cleaner as
the days went by.
Suddenly there was a big stir Grand
General Headquarters of the Russian
Army was moving to town, whatever
that meant, and shortly Joy found
things picking up. The troopers al
ways had pieces of meat to throw his
way. and his hunger became less
worrysome.
Then he found his boy. in a park
He was the most wonderful human
being the dog had ever seen. He had
! on lovely uniform with a row of med
ais on his chest He had a jack-knife
too, and was whiting on a whipstock
instantly the pups mind was made up:
He would own that boy IL it was the
| last thing he ever did in his life.
"Bow-wow-wow!" he barked to call
attention to himself To display his
talents somewhat and further interest
the lad, he opened his big red mouth
into wide, moist grin and squatted
gracefully on the ground.
The boy whistled and snapped his
fingers invitingly. Joy saw he was
making headway SO he displayed him
self further. Leaping up he began to
run rings about the boy, ki-yi-ing for
all he was worth.
Here. Herei" the boy commanded,
but Joy kept up his antics, running,
dodging. leaping and stopping very
suddenly only to recommence more vi
olently than ever.
| Here you pup. What are you doing ?
Come here, will youi" The boy was
imperative and Joy felt he must not
l
quick painting stop right in front of
| the lad, his mouth still wide open, his
tongue dripping.
| Chase that. the boy commanded
throwing his whip-stock down the
driveway some distance. Joy went
after it so fast his feet slid on the
| ground when he tried to stop at the
stick. He fetched it back, his heart
big with the joy of serving.
Thus the two played for an hour
The boy was already calling the dog
Joy because of his eternal smile, and
| the mongrel was happy as a king
| Never had he had such a good time
| before with anybody, so when a big
| man wearing a sailors Uniform came
! out Of a twostory house nearby and
! called the lad Your Imperial High
ness" and said His Majesty was wait
| ing inside, 1t never occurred to the
| dog to stop behind. He followed the
| lad to the house.
| At the door they would have STOP
] ped Joy. but the lad would not have
it so. So the two together were ad-
| mitted into the presence of the Car,
| the lads father.
! At first there was remonstrance. It
| was all right to have a dog, but a
clean dog, dog somebody knew
something about. But being a regu-
lar poy, the Grand Duke Alexis Niko-
| laieviche, stood up for his new found
| playmate, and won his point.
So it Is that Joy is now a member
of the family. From a pauper dog he
| has become a Prince dog and he
doesn't seem to mind it in the least
| Only there are times when he is sore
| ly troubled and really puzzled in mind
When his boy Is called into the class
room every morning they invariably
and inexorably shut him, Joy, out
side?
When Joy strolls out of doors just
in time to follow the Emperor to the
door of the Staff Building, he is again
rebuffed?
At lunch time he had to eat all by
himself in the kitchen? He doesn't
understand these things.
So even Joy, who owns the finest
boy in all Russia, has his troubles. Not
being born to 1t, he can't get used to
the ways of convention.
Perhaps that is why Joy has ac-
quired his comical look of overhaul
ing inquiry mixed as it is with un-
quenchabie mirth. He is probably
wondering in his canine way just what
has happened to him. And he can
never unite make If all ont