Northern Weekly Gazette. — 1903-02-28 (Stockton-on-Tees, Cleveland, England)

BRINGING UP A PUP.  It was a nice little puppy, and looked as though it was willing to be my friend. The young man who had (Inoue of the perambulating doggery was honest looking. I studied his face carefully. I should, alas! have given the dog more attention. But I didn't. Hence the mistake, also these tears; but no flowers at present, thanks.  Kick me because I made the deal and I'll turn about and let you Idek again. Push my hat Over my eyea and I'll not push it back Roll me in the mud and staff soft coal down my neck and I'll not whimper a solitary whimp, but ory for more rough- , house. But mention dog—even bark—and I run amuck with a double edged sword in one hand and a repeating shotgun in the other, spurs on my heels and a basilisk glare in my eyes that emits murder. I told the young man I wanted a small house dog, one tliat was- affectionate a easy to learn my ways. Ho said the pup in his arms was just what I wanted. Then be said its sire was Pompernicker, dam Lady De Bong, with a strain of Peacherinoes and Prunellas running in both directions, cross-cut, folded hands, down tile middle and up the outside for goal for three touch downs, and some other fetching items I cannot just now recall and swear  to. I hande4 over my ten dollars, and he forthwith &livered the goods. Before he left he car-ed the puppy and said, with tears int his eyes:— " You'll be kind to the little creature. I was so fond of--its mother. She was a cross between Smith. Clau.s and Lady Godiva, ant l had a liedigree r..aching back to Queen Mary and King William. King Oh.s.rley's famous get of dogs rune along the same line. There. I must leave you. Go, quick, or I'll change my mind and take back the puppy. By heavens! here is your money! Give me back my beloved dog!" "Not on your life!" I exclaimed, pushing aside the outstretched. hand. I hurried on, and he leaned against, a lamp pest and  " ertusl, cruel monster!" I know a good thing when I saw t. I owned a dog that had a pex:igree longer than the tail of a kite. Tt was my dog. I h..-ui handed over my velvet., and nothing could prevent me from bringing up that puppy accunling to my personal ideas, so far as they were connected with canines'.  I coddled that pup and studied el the hooks concerning doggery. He didn't seem io care overmuch for plain milk, so I put in patent food, the same as babies use and are pictured in the papers therefore. That dog was the strangest thing in the line of pups a man ever saw. He didn't make rags of the lace curtains; he didn't jump all over me and act as pups usually do. He simply lay on the soft mat before the warm fire and watched every move I made. He walked strangely for a puppy—walked as though the rheumatism had gotten into his young bones. He also wheezed and yawned, and barked at every noise. I flat. tered myself that I had secured a famous watchdog—for I never heard of a puppy so clever for looking after things before in my life.  I kept him on milk, and he faded and grew weak. I kept him right along on milk. He had no.teeth, hence l'ones would he of no use, and meat is poison to life baby doms. Then he died. -  ii;echOi.Se-dOn-tor who made the examina. tion of my young puppy said to me on the  quiet : "The fact of the matter is this: The creature was at least twenty years old, and it was time for him to diu. That's all." And that is the tale of my puppy—and some other things hetcg,en the lines I'll not mention.—" New York Herald."  MAZAWATrEE COCOA Is the MAZAWATTEE COCOA Coca MA.ZAWATIME 0000 A for Ounyslescents.