Smyrna times., 1933-04-26
ABOUT TOWN
By-Jay Dee

Main Street was the setting of
one of the most touching cases of
spontaneous loyalty and devotion
ever witnessed in this town. "A
young matron went calling on
friends and left her child in it's car
riage in front of the steps. The in
fant was in a glorious mood; clap
ping chubby hands and waving fat
legs in the air to tell the world that
this isn't such bad place after
all It's gurgling attracted the at
tention of a dog wandering aim
lessly in search of possible scraps.
The hound was a miserable Gre
ature: patchy hide pushed up by
bones that wanted to come thru,
one ear torn and bleeding, limping
painfully, sad, water eyes The
perfect picture Of utter detection
The dog had doubtlessly suffered
many beatings at the hands of
man, but the sight of the baby
fascinated him. He sat half a
block away and eagerly watched
every movement of the strange
thing in the carriage. Finally he
summed up courage enough to go
and sniff into it. The child was
delighted and laughingly slammed
the scrawny head Half in fear,
and half in hope the dog stuck his
nose in again and was rewarded by
shouts of glee and more pats. Fond
memories, possibly, Of a happy
puppyhood brought back emotions
he had forgotten. The grateful
ness and joy of that dog in the
hands of the child were enough to
make that lumpy feeling. He
wagged his tail until it was no
more than a blur; he wriggled,
twisted, whined and shook until he
was almost exhausted. For once
in his life he had found some per-
son who thought he was the grand
est dog in the world. Somebody
really wanted him, really thought
he was handsome and brave; he
would return that love a thousand
fold. Unnoticed by either of the
newly found friends a third party
made his appearance. It was an
other dog, but something on an
entirely different order. He was
sleek, well fed, strong and arrog-
ant. When within but a few feet
of the carriage, the old one saw
him and sounded a warning growl; i;
then looked into the face of the
baby for a nod of approval. Slightly
amused and terribly annoyed, the
larger dog pushed the smaller aside
and took his place alongside of the
coach Here was the big chance
for the decrepit one to show his
new master that he really was all
/ he thought he was. Furiously he
sprang to the throat of the big dog
and forced his weary body to give
an exhibition of a fairly good bat
I tie. Of course, it was short lived.
/ The torn ear was torn more and
more, the sore leg was made use
less by repeated assaults. Finally
he had to run for his life. The
noise made the Mortified mother re-
move her child. The old dog came
back half an hour later and saw
that he had lost everything SO
short a time after he had found it
He laid down and actually cried
He was more genuine in his hope
less sorrow and despair than many
a human could have been. Things
like that make me hunt for a nice
comfortable shoulder to blubber on
The skating party last week was
more or less of frost due to the
cold weather Get it? The only
thing of interest was that Maggie
was in the hands of the Law anC
she fell for him like ton of bricks
Only more gracefully. But then she
swept him off his feet, too, an6
pulled him down to her level, which
is about as low as one could gel
without cutting hole in the floor
The crowd was unusually well-be
haved with the exception of Bunny
who insisted on giving exhibition:
of plain and fancy jumping ovel
chairs and soaring everyone ou
Of weeks shave. Even the girls
The popular officer mentioned
once before in this column showed
remarkably good sportsmanshiE
about a week ago, and he needn''
think it wasn't appreciated. AnC
here I had the Prisoners Song
down pat.
The Smyrna-Clayton fued il
mending, much to the disgust D
some of our local Romeos. Som,
people get all the breaks, and al
the rest manage to get broke.
You may leave the room, Ophelia