New-York tribune., 1920-12-26

A BOY and girl came round the
house. They were both recent
ly thirteen, though anything but
twins, being first cousins, in fact,
and mutually inimical, ordinarily, in
manner and speech, if not in actual
thought and deed. The girl was
Florence Atwater, niece of Kitty
Silver's lovely young mistress, and
the boy was Herbert Illingsworth
Atwater, nephew unto the same lady.
He trified with a tennis ball as he
came and carried a racket under his
arm. Florence was peeling an
orange. At sight Of the poodle they
uttered eXclamations betokening the
liveliest interest, but halted few
feet away from him as a precaution.
"For heavenses' sakes!" Florence
cried. kitty Silver, where on
earth'd this dog come from?"
"B'long you Aunt Julia"
"When'd she get him?"
"Dess to-day"
"Who gave him to herr"
''She ain sayin'."
You mean she won't tell?"
"She ain sayin'," Kitty Silver re-
peated. II asst her. / say, l say:
Miss Julia, nla'am,' l say, Miss
Julia, na'anl, who ever SEN you sech
unlandish lookin' dcg?' ! say All
she say when asst her: 'Nemminen
she say, dess thataway. 'Nemminer
she say. reckon she ain gon tell
nobody who give her this dog"
Hes certainly mighty queer
| lookin' dog" said Herbert. owe
seen q few like that, but can't re-
member where. What kind is he,
Kitty SiIvei'?"
"Miss Julia tell me he q poogle
dog"
"a poodle" Florence corrected
her, and then turned to Herbert
in supercilious astonishment. "A
French poodle! My goodness! I
should think you were old enough to
know that much, anyway-goin' on
fourteen years old!"
"Well, ! did know it," he declared.
Il kind Of knew it, anyhow; but
sort Of forgot it for once. Do you
';now if he bites, Kitty Silver?"
She was -committal "He aim
BIT nobody yit."
~ don't believe he'll bite" said
Florence, growing confident as she
stopped and peered at the two garnet
sparks behind the black chrysanthe-
mum. II bet he likes me. He looks
like he was taking fancy to ME.
Kitty Silver. What's his name?"
"Gammire."
"What?"
"Cnmmire.
What a funny name! Are you
sure, Kitty Silver?"
"Gamiaire whut YOU Aunt Julia
tole me-" Mrs. Silver insisted. "You
kin go on in the house an asst her;
she'll tell you the same"
well, anyway, I'm not afraid Of
him." said Florence, and she stepped
closer to the poodle, extending her
hand to caress him. Then she
screamed with delight as the poodle.
at her gesture, rose to his hind legs
and, as far as the leash permitted,
walked forward to meet her She
flung her arms about him raptur~
ousiy
"Oh, the lovely doggie!" she cried.
"He walks on his hind legs Why.
he's crazy about mel"
LET him co. said Herbert. ~
bet he don't like you any more than
he does anybody else. Leave go of
him and I bet he shows he llx me
better than he does you"
But when Florence released him
Gammire caressed them both i'm
partially. He leaped upon one, then
upon the other, and then upon Kitty
Silver with a cordiality that almost
unseated her
LET him off the leash" Florence
cried. "He won't run away, cause
the sa,es are shut. Let him loose
. Sc what he'll do."
MRS. SILVER snapped the cstch
Of the leash and Gammire oe.
parted in the likeness of ragged
tlack streak. With his eccentric
cars flying in the wind and his after
part hunched in, purely for comedy,
he ran round and round and round
the little orchard, Stimulating the
wlldness Of the widest dog in the
wild world. Altogether q comedian
when the children shrieked with
laughter he wild-dogged the more
wildly; then all upon an unexpected
instant came to fat halt, facing