Evening star., 1939-12-03

could manage, but she insisted that
Pepper should go along. too.
Veterans Park was bedlam. Good
luck. darling. I'll see you LATER Mrs.
Cummings told her child. and escaped
to the comparative peace of a distant
bit OF shade.
Isabelle found Mrs. Fallon. gray
rlnglets bobbing beneath a turban of
pink roses. rearranging the trophies
set out on table The cup for Best Dog
in Show lowered in sterling magnifi-
cence above plate and pewter.
The terriers. Isabelle dear! Do as
senble the terriers on their benches
for me-" Mrs Fallon greeted her dis
tractedly. You're hounds. dear. And
you look beautiful. child"
Isabelle led Mamie and Ivan to the
hounds and set them down beside a
dachshund. II see you so excited that
YOU amt noticed that l done lost
Pepper" Mamie told Isabelle as she
spread her apron wide about her. "He
jump right out of my hands and run
"Oh, good heavenst Isabelle was
beginning to feel as distracted as Mrs.
Fallon. Then she spied Pepper trying
to pick fight with Susie Clayton's
Scottish terrier, Pitchy. Susie's Pitchy
- full name. Heathersdale PltChum of
Cragsmore rivalled Ivan in perfec-
ton of appearance and pedigree.
will you please take him away"
Susie implored as Isabelle approached.
Isabelle picked up Pepper and began
to round up terriers and their owners,
Pepper ev,ncing violent desire to
cultivate each terrier in fight or frolic.
At last the terriers we're all on their
proper benches and Isabelle, after
turning Pepper over to Mamie. re-
turned to Mrs Fallon. who was strug
Cling to get the microphone of the
loudspeaker down to her small height.
She sent Isabelle off to help in the lin
ing up OF the children for the opening
event, the parade of non pedigreed
dogs. Children were screaming. dogs
we're bowling. parents were Scoldlng
and cajoling In the midst of all this
Isabelle found Bill Jessup.
oh" she gasped, so surprised to
see how we'll he looked in his town
clothes that she forgot all about the
pleasure of telling him what she
thought of him. Bill said nothing. He
merely looked at her did not smile
'Oh" she repeated and turned
away from him. Through her con-
fusion she glimpsed his dog. Ace was
sitting between Dickie Jessup and
another smaller redheaded boy who
looked like Dickie except that his face
did not have Dickie's ruddy good
health, and his expression lacked
Dickie's impudence. Evidently he was
third Jessup brother. AS if it weren't
bad enough. Isabelle thought, to have
two Jessup boys in the world!
Quiet Quiet, please!' Mrs. Fallon's
voice sang out over the loudspeaker.
And the dog show officially began.
Dickie led Ace in the parade. fol-
lowing at the heels OF little girl who
towed along bulldog out to win the
prize for the fattest dog. The we'll
formed, we'll hammered Ace was nom
entity in the noisy line of canine
accidents When the parade was over
Isabelle saw that Ace went to the
smallest Jessup, who sat in nest of
rugs where he could see what went on
in the judging rings. Sedately Ace sat
down. The boy put an arm around him.
Collies, spaniels and dachshunds had
been shown and Susie Clayton was
leading Pitchy around with the Scot
ties when a voice shouted: Russian
wolfhoundsv'
Ivan refused to move when Isabelle
went to him. Push, prod and plead as
Isabelle would, Ivan would not leave
Mamie Finally Isabelle gave up and
told Mamie to take him into the ring
next to the SCotties.