Evening star., 1922-07-02

But L tnOuSnl your udHio was
Jimmy Jocks" I said.
He laughs right out at that.
That's my kennel name. not my
registered name" he says. Why.
you certainly know that every dog
has two names. Now, what's your
registered name and number. for
instance?" says he.
i've only got one name" I says.
Just Kid"
Woodstock Wizard puffs at that
and wrinkles up his forehead and
pops out his eyes
who are your people?" says he
where is your home?"
"At the stable. sir" I said. MY
| master is the second groom"
At that Woodstock Wizard III
looks at me for quite a bit without
winking.
"oh, well. says he at last, you're a
very civil young dog" says he. and
1 have known many bull terriers that
were champions" says he.
Then he waddles off. leaving me
alone and very sad. for he was the
first dog in many days that had
spoken to me. But since he showed,
seeing that 1 was stable dog, he
didn't want my company, 1 waited
for him to get well away.
THE trophy house was quito a bit
L from the kennels. and as l left
it l see Miss Dorothy and Woodstock
Wizard III walking back toward
them, and that fine, big st. Bernard,
his name was Champion Red Elfberg,
had broke his chain. and was run
ming their way When he reaches
old Jimmy Jocks he lets out a roar,
and he makes three leaps for him.
Old Jimmy Jocks was about a fourth
his size. but he plants his feet and
curves his back, and his hair goes
up around his neck like collar.
But he never had no show at no
time, for the grizzly bear. as Jimmy
Jocks had called him, lights on old
.Jimmy's back and tries to break II,
and old Jimmy Jocks snaps his gums
and claws the grass. painting and
sroaning awful. The odds was all
that Woodstock Wizard III was go
ing to be killed. But Woodstock
Wizard III. who was underneath, sees
me through the dust, and calls very
faint, Help. you" he says. Take
him in the hindleg," he says. Hes
numbering me-" he says.
And then the little Miss Dorothy.
who was crying and calling to the
kennelmen, catches at the Red Elf
berg's hind legs to pull him off, and
the brute turns his big head and
snaps at her. So 1 went up under
him, and my long furnishing jaw"
locked on his woody throat, and my
back teeth met. couldn't shake
him, but I shook myself, and thirty
pounds of weight tore at his wind
pipes. I couldn't see nothing for his
long hair, but l heard Jimmy Jocks
putting and blowing on one side, and
munching the brute's leg with his
old gums. When the Red Elfberg was
out and down l had to run, or those
kennel men would have had my life.
Well. mir. wyndham, sir" comes
rigging u the StduicS anu odiu l II
half killed his best prize winner,
and he gives the master his notice.
But Miss Dorothy she says it was
his Red Elfberg what began the fight.
and that I'd saved timmy's life, and
that old Jimmy Jocks was worth
more to her than all the st. Bernards
in the Swiss mountains-wherever
they be. So when he heard that side
Of it, Mr.. wyndham, sir" told us
that II Nolan put me on chain we
could stay.
I'D never worn a chain before, but
that was the least of it. For
the quality dogs couldn't forgive
my whipping their champion. and
they came to the fence between
the kennels and the stables. and
laughed through the bars, barking
most cruel words At me. I couldn't
understand how they found 1t out.
but they knew. Jimmy Jocks said
the eroonns had boastsd to the kennel
men that I was son Of Regent
Royal ana that when the, keAnN