Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-07-14

~" juicy, returning from service Mt
W st. Barnabas', Bayswater, on q
- Sunday morning in the Spring
Of 1878, took by force c. habit the path into
the then somewhat undeyelcped Garden of
KensingtOn.
While she walked, In violet silk under a black
mantle, with very short steps-skirts being ex-
tremely narrow In that year of grace-she was
thinking of dear Hester and what pity it was
that she always had such a headache on SUM-
day mornings-the sermon would have done
her 50 much good! Now that dear Ann was
unable to stand the fatigue of service, she did
feel that Hester ought to make q point of be-
ing wen enough to go to church What dear
MIR. Scoles had said had been SO helpful He
would be so good for Hsster She stood
minute looking out over the grass.
Dear! dearl dear! That little white dog was
running about a great deal. Was it lost?
What they called-she believed--a Pomeranian,
quite . new kind Of dog. And seeing bench.
MRS Septimus Small bent, with little back
ward heave to save her hustle" and sat down
to watch the dog. Her eyes fingered on the
dog with the greater pertinacity in that Of
late, owing to poor Tommy's, their cats. dis
appearance-veTy mysterious. she suspected
the sweep-there had been nothing but Polly
at Timothy's to lavish her affection on. This
dog was draggled and dirty, as If it had been
out all night. but it had dear little pointed
nose. She thought, too. that it seemed to be
noticing her. She pursed her lips in the en-
deavOr to emit whistle. The veil prevented
this. but she held out her gloved hand. Come,
little dog nice little dog!''
THE little dog slithered forward, humbly
wagging It's entire body, just out of reach.
Aunt juicy saw that it had no collar Really.
its nose and eyes were sweets
'Pomi"" she said. Dear little Pom!"
The dog made q sudden advance, curved
Hke C. all fiuttering, and was now almost
within reach Of her gloved fingers, at which IL
smiled. Aunt juicy emitted a purring noise.
Pride was filing her heart that, out Of all the
people 1t might have taken notice of, she should
be the only one. It had put out its tongue
now, and was painting In the agony Of inde-
cision. Poor little thing! It clearly didn't
know whether It dared take another MASTER
not Of course, that she could possibly take IL
home, with all the carpets. and dear Ann 50
particular about everything being nice, snd-
Timothy! Timothy would be HORNED! And
yet! Well, they couldn't prevent her strok-
ing lbs little nose. And she, too painted slightly
behind her VEIL It was agitating!
And then, without either Of them moving
how, her fingers and the nose were In contact.
The dogs tail was now perfectly still: It's body
Hembled. Aunt juicy had q sudden feeling
instinct inherited rather than acquired, for
she had NO knowledge Of dogs, she slid one
finger round an ear and scratched. It was 10
De hoped ne hadn't neas! And then the little
dog leaped on her lap. It crouched there inst
as It had sprung. with its bright eyes upturned
to her face. A strange dog-her dress-her
Sunday best! It vast The little dog stretched
up. and licked her chin. Almost mechanically
Aunt juicy rose. And the little dog slipped
on. Really she didn't know it took such iib-
ertiesl On deari It was thin. nuttering round
her feetl Perhaps, II she walked OH
She turned toward home and the dog fol-
lowed. Thoughts warred within her: Must
she "shO0" and threaten it with her paraSol?
On should She? Oh! It would never do!
Dogs could be so-she had heard! And then
the responsibility! And neas! Timothy
couldn't endure fleas! And it might not know
how to behave in q house! Oh, no! She
really couldn't!
The little dog suddenly raised one paw Look
ut that little face! And a fearful boldness at
tackled Aunt juicy. Turning resolutely toward
the gate Of the gardens, she said in q weak
voice. Come along them" And the little dog
came. It was dreadful!
II only she didn't meet Timothy coming In
from his constitutional, and could get q word
with Smither-a capable girl-and have the
little dog fed and washed before anybody saw
1t. Then suddenly realizing that she had
reached home, she was seized by panic from
head 70 heel There was the bell ct was not
the epoch OF latch-keys) and there the smell
OF dinner-yes, and the little dog had smeiled
n! IL was now or never. Aunt juicy pointed
her parasol ct the dog and said very feebly
Shoot But it only crouched. She couldn't
drive And, with an immense daring she
rang the bell while she stood waiting for the
door TO be opened, she almost enjoyed q sen.
sataon OF defiance. She was doing q dreadful
thing, but she didn't care! Then the doorway
'yawned. and her heart sank slowly toward hef
high and butt6ned boots
: "Oh. Smither! This poor little dog has fol-
lowed me. Nothing has ever followed me be
fore. 1t must be lost. And it looks 30 thin
and dirty what shall we do?"
The tail Of the dog, edging into the home
Of that rich smell, futtered
. "Ach!" said Smither. Paw little thing!
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