Evening star., 1925-08-16
This and That
BY Charles E. TraceIceH.

JACK Spra II started off across wards
TO cali on his little dog friend, Snooks.
Most people have heard Of dog and
cat friendships, but few. perhaps.
have ever seen one in operation.
Snooks is very small terrier. a
sort of Airedale- looking dog on a re
duced scale. with black and brown
coat, large ears and very big browf
eyes.
She has one consuming interest in
life, and that is roaring at the lamp
lighter every evening when he comes
through the alley.
Her bark is entirely out of all pro-
portion TO her size, enough TO make
any lighter of lamps tremble in his
boots. except that this particular fel
low long ago got over being afraid
Of this dog.
How can any one be scared of a
dog that wags its tail while il barks?
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Jack Spratt. the cat, came TO the
fence around Snooks' yard. He
hoped TO the top rail with the easy
grace of his tribe. Once there. he
balanced himself with his white nose
poking over into the yard his water
long tail waving gracefully east.
Although trusting fully in his
friend Jack believed that caution is
the better part OF valor, as has been
said often enough. He gave SnOoks
mean look.
Snooks. for her part, lived up 10
her name.
Very few know that the word
"snoOk" means TO sneak, being de-
lr;Y ha oil
word, "snooken," from which we get
'snoop.' commonly used. Now the
word "snoken" meant to sniff that
being the original meaning OF both
'snook" and 'snoOp".
Sneoks, in her turn. waggled her
nose at Jack. The cat cautiously let
| himself down into the yard, a the
same time keeping a wary eye on the
small dog, about his size.
Jack sidled over to the dogs dish,
still containing some bits OF meat,
and proceeded to sample the left
overs.
Finding bit TO his liking, Spratt
| huddled down in the grass, and
| turned his head over on the right
| side, in the regular cat way. Then he
proceeded to close his eyes. while de-
| vouring the meat with many hearty
animal noise.
F, All this Snooks watched from a few
| feet, in a sort of detached way, as II
| not particularly interested in cats or
| this cat.
Perhaps Snooks was thinking.
| Look at that hog, Why. he had a
| half pound of beefsteak not Is min
| utes ago. followed by bowl of real
cream. That Jack Spratt amt a cat
he's hog, that what he is"
Not minding these structures in the
] least, Jack proceeded to lick up the
| last crumb of the dogs dinner. after
| which he leisurely licked his chops.
Then he started 10 wash his face.
The dog, casting glances neither to
! the right nor left of her, ambled down
| the path to the garage, and there
| stretched herself out, waiting for her
| favorite enemy, the lamplighter.
BY this time Spratt was COM
| mencing on his left ear. Looping out
| that red tongue, he bathed his paw in
saliva, then passed it up over his
| ear. This he repeated time and
again.
At last he achieved his objective,
turning his ear wrong side out. This
plasters the member fiat to the side
| Of the head. making a very comical
| looking cat, indeed.
Jack washed the ear vigorously,
until 1t suddenly turned right side out,
after which he devoted a similar
| amount of time and saliva to the
| right ear, with similar result
His white shirt front cleaned in
| the gathering dusk. He looked down
| the path at his little dog friend. She
| was smiling suspiciously up the alley.
| The lamplighter was on his way,
We'll, goodbye. Snooks, ole gal"
meowed Spratt, as he sprang lightly
over the fence for home.