The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1939-08-04

iniscent of q dinosaur exhibiting
company manners.
Lamb" said Tacks disgusted-
ly. HImagine calling that tiendish
thing aamb!' "
Between Tacks anG Lily there
existed a feud of long standing. It
had been Mr.. Adams,s misfortune
to come into Lily's life when he
was naught but grinning Adde'S
cent hellbent on mischief. Their
first meeting had sbeen fraught
with catastrophe. On that occasion
Mr.. Adams, wholly in a spirit of
fun. had decided that Lily's broad
sides constituted an indecent waste
OF advertising space. Wherefore he
had tastefully iettered his initials
in white paint on the gray back
ground of Lily's coat.
All this was now some dozen
years in the past. But when ii came
to remembering insults lily could
make bum out of an elephant.
She neither forgot nor forgave.
And up until recently she had
made it a practice to nip Mr.
Adams on sight. But with. the ac-
curing of the philosophy of the
aged, Lily had dropped this fas-
cinating pastime. The world and
all its Indebtedness We now an
open book to her. She realized that
excrescences of the Adams breed
were as common as Turks in Istan-
boul. Nip one, and another turns
up Immediately. Therefore she had
come to treat Mr.. Adams, when
present, as just another stick of
furniture. She ignored him COM
plete1y.
Lilly needs a good walk" Mrs.
Sackville said conversationally.
"Uh." Tacks said, without inter-
est.
Dredfather now returned, regal
ly bearing Tacks' coffee. Tacks
Igulpe d it down and wondered
vaguely how he would put in the
afternoon. And then, suddenly.
Mrs. Sackville settled the question
for him.
Wretched Condition
"TF YOU'VE finished your coffee"
i said Mrs. Sackville briskly, "get
your hat. You're taking Lily
around the reservoir in the park"
WHAT" cried Tacks Mortified.
"Pm to walk that dog?"
Precisely"
Tacks gave tongue in big way.
81 refuse fatty refuse to be seen
in broad daylight with that hide
GUS creature"
"Don't argue with me, Jona-
than." said Mrs. Sackville You
know its never any use. Come
along"
She sailed out of the room and
he followed, protesting.
This-ti1is is terrible" he said.
sill be Conspicuous.
"Oh, stop crying you big babyi"
Mrs. Sackville picked up Tacks'
hat and iamfned it on his head.
Then she secured the person of
Lily with a leash. you keep her
on the leash until you get to the
reservoir, then let her off. Is that
clear? ALI right. Run along"
She thrust the leash in his hand
and pushed him, still protesting,
toward the door,
"B-but, lacks got in last
minute objection this is an outs
rage. The brute's liable to bite
some child or scare horse or
''Nonsensei" Aunt Vera opened
the door and hurried him through
it. You'll have the time of your
life and so will Lily. I'll see YOU
later"
1t is one thing to saunter along
Fifth Avenue fancy-free and alone.
But it is quite another to meander
on this same thoroughfare with
the feeling that your soul has been
sandbagged and attended by some-
thing that looks like cross be-
tween Grand Central Station and
| the Hound of the BaskervilleS.
Tacks had been perfectly right He
was conspicuous. People eraned
their neckS out of cars and buses
to look at him. Pedestrians turned
around to gaze after him. A rub
berneck bus. filled with tourists OF
the gaping variety, came along and
to Tacks'S tortured imagination it
seemed as If the mahout, speak
| ing loudly through his megaphone,
were calling attention to him. He
need not have felt so important,
however. His part in the show was
/ negligible. The eyes OF the citizen
ry were focused upon what APP
| pealed to them, and rightly, as the
dog to end dogs.
Seeking to avoid the glaring
publicity Of the Avenue, Tacks cut
across it at Seventy-ninth Street
and made for that territory which
lies to the rear of the Metropolitan
Museum. He presently entered a
region thickly infested with moth
erS, nurSemaids. 60 carts, small
dogs and wide afl6 variegated as
SortmGnt of children with and
without roller-SkateS. With CLASSY
and unseeing ey& he piloted his
hound through this jungle. occa-
Sioning yips both of derision and
respect from q stable proper
ton of the smaller breeds of dog
that lurked in its Businesses. He
breathed more easily when he had
gained the comparative isolation
CT the walk that leads to the en-
trance of the reservoir.
With the bowling multitudes be-
hind him. TackS was again free to
bemoan the wretche dness Of his
condition. AS he saw it. his reasons
for cheering were about as numer-
Gus as antelope in southern New
Jersey. Today was Tuesday. On
the following Saturday the game
of North. South, East and West was
scheduled to end amidst lobster