Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1918-07-20

the pup might hear you
You didn't whistle very
loud the first time"
Lucille whistled again with a consid-
erably more audible result We all
listened.
There was faint whine and a short,
sharp, but distant bark. l presume
that l was the most surprised person
in the party.
There she ISL Vida declared. IL
thought maybe she was up here"
But that doesn't sound like Too
ties Lucille objected.
1T must be-" Bopp announced this
masterpiece of logic. There isn't any
other dog in the house, is there? Prob
ably her voice sounds different far off 4"
And probably she is penned in
somewhere and frightened. That
/ might make her sound different" All!
Why did l have that idea. and why,
having it. did not conceal it in one of
the recesses of my brain instead of
voicing it to all?
"Oh, my poor ToOtles." Lucille be
gan picturing her pet suffocating.
Maybe she is dying or dead already
whistle again" directed the cap
tain. y
Lucille made several Intellectual at
tempts, but failed. Il can't" she de
clared. 81 have to cry"
Let me call her" I interposed.
"She knows me-"
AS boy used to be able to make
considerable racket by blowing on two
fingers held at the proper angle in ny
mouth. 1 tried it with gratifying re-
suits. l must have been heard on the
mainland.
The reply was mmediate-short,
snappy barks, still long way off but
very reassuring as to vigor and de-
light.
shes right under usp' Lucille cried.
"No, over by the window, l should
say" argued Vida.
Poor darling, she has forgotten how
she got into the place, and she thinks
some one is keeping her cooped up on
purpose. Please, Monty. keep on whis-
Ting. She does recognize you, and
she'll know that help is coming. We
must take up the floor"
In her excitement and time Of need
she had turned t. pe and not to Bopp
didn't know how Iootes, whom had
last seen dashIng up the beach amid q
cloud of sand, could possibly have man
aged to get under the attic floor, but
Lucille had called me Monty. and red
son dismounted from her throne, and
carnival was king.
l whistled blithely, piercingly, JOY
fully, coaXiugly, and whenever l paus-
ed the barking rewarded me.
Tear up the floor" Lucille ordered.
eve can't let her stay there any long
err"
Hadn't we better see If she won't
come out by herself?" the captain ask
ed tentatively. at seems a shame to
tear up that there panking"
Not for Tootles," Lucille replied
what do l care for an old attic floor
when my Tootles IS in danger? She
shan't stay there another minute IL l
can help it," She tried to pry up a
board with her finger nails.
Wait" requested. Let me DO this
scientifically"
l wrenched leg from an old arm
chair which had already suffered the
amputation OF one of it's extremlties
and with that as a lever pried up one
Of the flooring boards at the ends which
extended loose over the floor beams.
As the plank came up amid a cloud Of
dust Lucille gave me look such as
must have rewarded Launcelot from
the grsndstand after he ran curtain
pole through a cast iron white hoop.
We assembled around the hole had
made. No Tootles in sight.
whistle" Lucille commanded me.
obeved.
joyful barks, but nothing more.
Take up some more boards" Lucille
might have been saying. Wait until
you see the whites Of their eyes" or
Don't give up the ship"
Hadn't We better waltz" CO ptsia
Perkins was an earnest advocate OF
the Fabian policy.
No
took up another board and yet an
other, stopping to whistle each time.