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

encouraged py Aunt juicy, the nttie oog
approached, and sat covering under the hand.
Swithin lifted it by the run round its neck.
well bred" he said. putting 1t down.
1--WE can't keep it," said Aunt Ann frmly.
"The carpets-we thought-the police station"
"If were you,' said Swithin, I'D put .
notice in the Times: Found, white POmer-
anian. Apply. the Nook, Bayswater road
You might get reward. Let's lock at its
teeth"
The little dog put no obstacles In the way
Of fingers that raised its upper and depressed
tts lower lip.
TITS o puppy" said Swithin.
DEPRESSING its tail 50 far IS was possible.
the dog jumped sideways and scarried
round Aunt Hesters chair then crouched with
its chin on the ground, its hindq0RrteTS and
tail in the air, looking up at swithin with eyes
black as boot buttons.
II shouldn't be surprised" said Swlthin. "n
It was worth money. Loo, Loot"
This time the n lie dog scurried refund the
entire room, avoiding the legs OF chairs by q
series of miracles, then, hating by mar
queterie stand, 1t stood on It's hind legs and
began to eat the pampas grass.
Ring Hester!' said Aunt Ann Ring for
Smither juicy, stop i'll"
Swithin. whose chin was jutting i'm o fixed
smile, said: where's Timothy? should like
to see 1t bite his legs"
Aunt juicy, moved by maternal spasnas. bent
down and picked the dog up In her arms.
II viii take it. downstairs myself" she said:
cit shant be teased. Come, Pommyl"
The dog. who had no say whatever In the
matter, pat out q pink strip ee tongue and
licked her nose. Aunt juicy had the ex-
Quisite sensation of being loved; and, hastily,
to conceal her feeling, she bore II away. She
bose it upstairs, instead Of down, 70 her reozn
I.soI~, A..
then stood. surrounded by mahogany, with the
dog stih In her arms Every hand was against
her and the poor dog, and she squeezed it
tighter. She sat down On her bed, stiM hold
ing the dog. while below, they wOaid be taking
OF how to send Pomnly TO the police station
o. pat IL into the papers!
Then. noticing that white hairs were couaing
on On to her, she put the dog down. II sided
around the room, shining, till It came 10 the
wasiHstand. where it stood looking ct her and
painting. what did it want? why, &c was
thirsty Dtsregarding the nicetieS of existence,
Aunt juicy lifted the jug, and set II ON the
Moor. For some minutes there was ne Sound
but tapping. Could it really hold all that?
The little dog looked up at her, moved its tail
twice, then trotted away to inspect the roem
more closely. Having inspected everything ex-
cept Aunt juicy, concerning whom It's mind
was apparently made up, it lay down under
the valance of the dressing table with its head
and forepaws visible, and uttered q series Of
short spaSmodic banks. Aunt Juley UNDER
stood them to mean: Come on play with
met" And taking her spon bag, she dangled
it. Selling it-so unexpected-the little dog
shock 1t violently Aunt juicy was at once
charmed and Mortified 1t was evidently feel
mig quite at home. but her poor bag! Obi its
little teeth were sharp and strong! Aunt juicy
sweiled. It was as If she didn't care what
happened to the bag, so long as the little dog
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end; and. gathering up the pieces she thought
defiantly: We'll, it's not as ever went to
Brighton now!" But she said severely:
You see what you've done!" And together
they examined the pieces, while Aunt Juley,s
heart took resolution. They might talk as
they liked. Finding was keeping; and if Tim
.Othy didn't like IL, he could lump IT, The
was knocking on the door,
oh Smither." said Aunt juicy, you see
what the little dog has done?" And she held
up the sponge bag defiantly
"Achi'' said Smither; "itS teeth are sharu
Would you 60 down, ma'am? Mr. and Mrs.
James FOrsyte are in the drawing room. Shall
I take the little dog now? daresay ia like
. run
mot to the police station, Smither. I found
#. and I'm going to keep it,"
I'm sure. ma'am. It'n be company for me
and Cook, now that TONNES gone. IT'S took
quite q fancy to US"
With a pang Of jealousy Aunt juicy said:
II take all the responsibility Go with Smither,
Pommyl"
Caught up in her arms, the little dog lolled
its head over the edge of Smithers and gazed
back sentimentally as it was borne away. And
all that was maternal in Aunt juicy swelIed.
beneath the dark violet Of her bosom sprinkled
with white hairs.
Say am coming down." And she began
plucking of the white hairs
Outside the drawing-room she paused, then
went In with weak knees Between his Dun