The daily Alaskan., 1917-09-25

anguish. 'On, uUt NOpOtS SANSPh 'AS whole town! Why, when there's any thing disgusting has to be done in this famfly-why do l always have to be the oneF Why can't Genesis bring the secondhand washtubs without mel Why can't the secondhand store deliV- CT 'em? Why can't'-
 '"Thsts what l want to tell you" she interposed hurriedly, and as the youth lifted his arms on high in gesture or ultimate despair and then threw him- self miserably into chair she obtain ed the floor. "The secondhand store doesn't deliver things" she said. Il bought them at an auction, and It's go- ing out of business, and they have to be taken away before half past 4 this afternoon.
 "Genesis can't bring them In the vheelbarrow because, he says, the wheel is broken, and he says be can't possibly carry two tubs and wash boiler himself. And he can't make two trips because it's mile and a half, and don't Ike to ask him, any way. And 1t would take too long, be- cause he has to get back and finish cutting the grass before your papa gets home this evening. Papa said he had tol Now, don't like to ask you, but 1t really isn't much. You and Genesis can just slip up there and
 "sMpw moaned William. "'Just slip up therev Ye gods!'
 "Genesis is waiting on the back porch" she said. Really 1t isn't worth your making all this fuss about"
 'Ye gods. He clasped his head in his hands, crushed, for he knew that the curse was upon him and he must go. "Ye gods"
 Genesis and his dog were waiting just outside the kitchen door, and or all the world these two creatures were probably the last in whose company William Sylvanus Baxter desired to make a public appearance. The aged' grayish sleeveless, neckless garment s which sheltered Genesis from waist to collar bone could not have been mistaken for a jersey.
 Upon the feet of Genesis were things which careful study would have re- vealed to be patent leather dancing pumps long dead and several times buried, and upon his head pressing down his markedly criminal ears, was a once derby hat of brown not far from Genesis own color, though de- cidedly without his gloss. A large ring of strange metal, with the stone missing, adorned finger of his right hand, and from a corner of his mouth protected an unlighted and spreading cigar stub.
 And Genesis dog, scratching himself at his masters feet, was the true con- plement of Genesis. for, although he was Il youngtsh dog, he was dog that would have been recognized anywhere in the world as a cOlored persons dog.
 CHAPTER H.
 Genssis and ClomatiS.
 mS END that dog back" William N said reSolutely. Pm not Go- ing through the streets with
 a dog like that, anyhow|
 Genesis chuckled. He ain goin back" be said. Ain nobody kin make at dog go back. ain had him mon two weeks, but don blieve president United States kin make at dog go back. show you" And, wheeling suddenly, he made ferociOus gestures, shouting, "G'on back, dog!"
 The dog turned. ran back a few pacGs. halted and then began to follow again. whereupon Genesis pretended to hurl stones at him. But the animal only repeated his maneuver.
 "Ill show him. said William hotly. "I'n show him he can't follow me!' He charged upon the dog, shouting ,aercely. The hunted animal, abandon ing his partial flights. turned a tucked under tall, ran all the way back to the alley and disappeared from sight. There" said William, "1 guess thatll Rhow hlmp'
 "I ain bettin' on 1t" said Genesis as they went on. He ney' did stop fol Fin me yet reckon he the folldndest dog in the worl'. Name Clem-"
 Well, be can't follow mel! said the surgina William, in whose minds eye fingered the vision of an exquisite dog let with pink rlbboned throat and a eottony head bObbing gently over a hlmy sleeve
 Name Clem fer short" said Genesis amlabiy. ,"I trade in mandoline fer him what had her neck kind O busted of on one side. I couldn' play her no how, an I found her, anyways. Yes, guh, I trade in at mandoline fer him cause always did like to have me good dog. But 1 din have me no name fer him, an this here Blooie Bowers what I trade in the mandollne to, he say he din have no name fer him. Say new did know if 4oGS name fer him tall. So Is spen' the evenin' at at Iady's house, Fanny, what used to be cook fer Mig Johnson, nex' do you maw's, an l ast Fanny what am l go'n' a do about 1t, an Fanny say' Call him. Clematis,' she say. So 'afs