The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1921-01-29


, Nus romsbody up an brung him in"
Who did IL" -
YOU, mean: Who up an buns him
IT mean: Who does he belong to-"
Mus he Miss Juiia's. l reckon he 10.
SO fur"
won't allow, dogs on this place"
Yessuh."
Mr.. Atwater's expression became more
outraged n determined. You mean
to say that somebody's trying. to give
her another dog after all I've been
Through with"
ut look that way, sub"
who did IT,"
Miss Julia ain sayin'; an me, I doe
know who done 1T no'mo'n the. lntes OF
the valley whut toll not neither do they
AT this. Mr.. Atwater was guilty Of
ordinations lacking in courtesy, and
turned again towards Gammfte. He
waved his arm fiercely. Didn't o
! Gahmlre Observed me gesture and at
once sat up" placed his .forepawB over
his nose n prayed. Mr.. Atwater was
incenSed.
Get out Of here, you woolly black
scoundrel!"
Mrs. Silver. startled, uttered a cry IL
injury. then perceived that she had mis-
taken her employers intention: Gan.
! InlTe dlso Gu ~ lIllSlah l, " Nv
rose TO his full height, on his hind les,
and in that human-like posture hoppt1
dow the steps and walked" in a wide
, circle. He did this with an affectatioh
of conscientiuosness thoroughly hypo-
! critical: he really meant TO be humorous
. and entertaining: but the effect upon the
, gentleman for whom he performed was
not reassuring.
MY heavens" Mr.. Atwater cried Ia
| mentally. Somebody's given her one
- , bona thgaue ~ oCff Y Anntf lila nflv
kind Of dog. but If there's one dam
, thing on earth l won't stand. It's a trick
, poodlc!"
And while the ~tactless Gammire went
madly on, walking" a circle round ~
Mr.. Atwater's eye furiously searched tho
borders Of tn. path, the lawn, and other
! where's, looking for anything that might
serve as al effective missile. He fad
| never kicked a dog, or struck one with
his hand. in his life; he had q confirmed
, theory that it was always better policy
10 throw something. Idiot poode! No
said.
But Gamrnire's tricks were not mere
idiocy in the eyes Of Mr.. AtWaterS
had brought to her mind the tricks CT
The %Jongleur Of Notre Dame, that stnt-
pie creature who had nothing to of1er
heaven itself, TO mollify heavens rulers,
except his entertainment Of juggling
and nonsense; 80 that he sang his thin
jocosities and played his poor tricks OF
iegerdemain before the sacred figure
OF the Madonna, but when the piouS
would have struck him down for 1t, she
miraculouslS came to life for just long
enough to smile on him and show that
he was right TO offer his absurd best.
And thus, as Julia watched the little
%Jongleur upon the lawn. she saw n 4
was what he was doing, too: offering AL
he knew, hoping that some one might
laugh at him, and like him. And, not
curiously, after all, II everything were
known. she found herself thinking OF
another foolish creature, who had notk-
Ing in the world to offer anybody, ex-
cept what came out Of the w~istfulness
of a foolish, loving heart. Then, though
her lips smiled family al b thought
of Noble Dill, all at once a brightness
trembled along the eyelids OF the Prettl-
est Girl in Town. and glimmered over,
O moment later, to shine upon her cheek.
You get out" Mr.. Atwater shouted
Dye heat me. you poodle?"
He found the missile, a stone OF fair
diameter. He hurled it violently.
There, darn you"
The stone missed, and Gammire fled
desperately in the direction IN which
It had gone.
You get over that fence!' Mr.. At:
water beloved. You wait till I find
another rock, and I'll bust a rib for
YOU"
He began to seArch for another stone.
but. before he could find one, Gammire
returned with the first. He deposited
II upon the ground at Mr.. Atwaters
feet.
There's your rock" he said.
Mr.. Atwater looked down at him
fiercely. and through, the black chrysan'
thcmum two garnet sparks glinted was'
giShly.
"Didn't you hear me tell you what I'd
do II you didn't get out O here. you
darn poodle?'
Gammire sat up" placed his fore
pa VS. together over his nose and prayed.
There's our rock he said. Let's get
on with the game"
Mr.. Atwater turned to Kitty Silver.
Does hc-does he know how to speak:
or shake hands. or anything like that"
he asked.
Two mornings later. as the peculiar
old man sat Mt breakfast. nc said to me
lady across the table: Look here, VINO
did give Gamin to us?"
Julia bit her. lip; Vne even cast doWa
her eyes.
Her occurrences still increased 1T
was-Noble Dill"
Mr.. Atwater was silent: he looked
ot a blackness n~eighboring his knee.
Well, see here" no said. why can't
you-why can't you-
Why can't 7 wha,r
Why can't you sit out In the yoce
the next time he calls here. instead ot
the house? It's just as pleasant % os
under the trees. isn't it,"
"llcasanter." said Julia apd hee
black sapphire eyes still remained o.
mure under the deep lashes."
Gammire appeared to be a rsee.f
like Orlando's wrestling. he had over
thrown more than his enemy.