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WS§ ®«KAHOJf.S.rth Alferlcaa Brriew )** ‘that Is to, of genius-^tavTng Been a leaf and aof Hater, can contract the toiWENT WITH HIM.CSdjiluhiDOGS IN NSW YORK*the rivers wd the fleas# In his presence all the cataracts fall and foam, the mists rise, the clouds form and float.To realljgknow one fact Is to know its kindred and Its neighbors. Shakespeare looking at a coat of mail, instantly imagined the society, the conditions that produced it, ami whafc it produced. lie saw the castle, the moat, the drawbridge, the lady In the tower, and the knightlyJoel Chandler Harris contributes to The dogs up in this end of this United the January Century a story entitled] States are a prolific source of eorisldera-Trouble bn Lost Mountain,” Thefol-jble uneasiness just now. They haveulowing is an extract from the story:loverthe bold tothe thethe plain. He sawretainer,dyall„ a citizens ofimagination !W*«*vlt;rthe , pi all races. He wasin the days of Pericles ; listened to the eager eloquence of the great orator, and sat upon the cliff, and with the tragic poet heard “the multitudinous laughter of sh$ sea.” He saw Socrates thrust the spear of question through the shield and heart of false-Abe had gone to the little county town on business, and had been vexed Into laying rough hands on one of the prominent citizens who was a trifle under the influence of liquor. A warrant was is-Stihd, and Dave McLendon, the sheriff of the county* a stumpy little man, whose boldness and prudence made him the terror of criminal, was sent out to serve it. Abe, who was #on the lookout for some such visitation, saw him coming, and prepared himself, lie tood in the door, with his rifle flung carelessly across his left arm.“Hold on thar, Dave!” he cried, as the sheriff came up. The sheriff, knowing^ man, halted,“I hate to fling away my manners, %*ve,” Ke went on, “but folks is gittin’contracted the habit ofrri^ migoing mad.zm with the»turn «oo caught ow* •;.#“Yes, tfiat ’ere dog belonjp tps’pose,” replied a former at the yesterday, tfben rallied in rtoiN;:to ungainly cut widen was lying wagon.‘*1* beany good?”liffAffLtJJj bit.ot theverabies lie is as fnportune as a bill eollec-tor. Nobody is safe. Over In Newark, him away, and I’ve trfpd to drivti one of them chased a president of a bank off, but It’s no go.” three times around a block. This has “Why don't you lose him while her*got into a row witn some otner uags lost the car, and I went home feeling monogram on it, to the stray yellow dog that he was done for. Next morning!hood; w as present when the great manSt ofr*»•a****drank hemlock and met the night of death tranquil as a star meets morning. He has followed the perfpathetfe philosophers, anil has been puzzled by the sophists. He has watched Phidias as he chiseled shapeless stone to forms of love an# awe.He has lived bv the slow Nile amid the vast and monstrous. He knows the very thought that wrought the fbrrn and features of the Sphinx, He has heard great Memnon’s morning song—has lain him down with v the embalmed agd waiting dead and feU within their lt;JuW the expectation of another life miu|ped with cold and suffocating doubts—the children born of long delay.. He has walked the ways of mighty Home, has *seen great lt;*;csar with his legions in the field, has stood With vast and motley tbrougr and w atched theto be mighty funny these days. A man’s edfco sarcli his bes’ fren’s afore heIf* - Vi % nL A t*!’ rt tr 1. fted by ahgrowed^kmgs hosts, andq/l to Victorious men, fol-He has he Coliseu reelingcapturedwait,w.obleegekin find out the’r whieh-away*. Dave, what sort of a dockotnent is you got agin me?”“I got a warrant, Abe,” said the sheriff, pleasantly.“Well, Dave, hit won’t fetch me,” said Abe.“Oh, yes!” said the sheriff. “Yes it will, Abe. i bin a-tisln these kind er warrants a mighty long time, and they fetches* feller every w hack.”“Now, Iil tel! yer what, Dave,” said •Abe, patting his rifle, “I got a doeky-ment here that’ll'fcuii you a blame.sightquieker’n your doekymeiitil fci« u me; an* I tell you right now, plan* an’ flat, I hain’t a-gvvinc to be drug ai ouri’and slapped in jail.”The.sheriff leaned carelessly against the rail fence in the attitude of a man who is willing to argue an interesting question.“Well, Iil tell youfiotv 1 feel about it, Abe,” *aid the sheriff, spooking very slowly. “You kin shoot me, but you canto shoot the law. Bang away at me, an’ that’s another warrant after you. This yer one jrofc Vm already got don’t amount to shucks, so you better fling ondie your horso an’goright ‘ ez neighborly esfc youfell, w,•P.-and inyagainst Hie instinctstream Htfpd the forest?] desperite gat matched his of the beast. *He knows all crimes and all regrets, all virtues and their rewards. He has been victim and victor, puysuer and pursued, outcast and king—has heard the applause and curses of the world, and on Ms heart have fallen all the nights and noons of failure and success.He knows the unspoken thoughts, the dumb desires, the wants and ways of beasts. He has feltthe crouching tiger’s thrill, the terror of the am hushed prey, and with the eagles be has shared the9 Abe, “ef you come In at \ er a goner.”Abe,” the sheriff’ replied, “I you’d kick. I know w hat human natur on these hills is, so I thes axed some er the boys to come along. They er right down thar in the holler. They hain’t got no mo’ Wee wfiatT come fer’n the man }n the moon, yit they’d make a mighty peart posse, Tooby shore, a great big man like you ain’t afearcd terFalt;of flight and poise and swoop, and be has lain with sluggish serpentssluggishon the barren rocks, uncoiling slowly in the heatof noon.He has sat beneath the bo tree’s contemplative shade, rapt to Buddha’s mighty thought, and he has dreamed all dreams that jLtght the alchemist, hathwrought from dust and dew and stored within the shunbrous poppy’s subtle•flt n■JftHe has knelt with the awe and dread | and shore,” said at every shrine, has offered every sacrifice find every prayer, has felt Hie consolation am^he shuddering fear, has seen aiLdevUlpias mocked and worshiped all | ’leeted.” the gods—enjofed all heavens and felt the pangs of every hello He has lived all lives, and through his blood and brain have crept the shadowandthe chfil oface a little bit erlaw.”Abe Hightower hesitated a moment, and then went Into the house. In a few minutes he issued forth and went out to the gate where the sheriff* was. The faces of the two men were a study. Neither betrayed any emotion nor alluded to the warrant. The sheriff asked after the crap, and Abe told him it was mid-dlin’ peart, and asked him to go into the house and make himself at home until the horse could be saddled. After awhile the two rode away. Once during the ride Abe said: *“I’m mighty glad it wa’nt that other feller what runned aginet you last fall,“Why ?” asked the sheriff.“Belize, I’d a^.plugged him, certainput people to thinking seriously about applying the pruning knifq of reform to this growing nuisance.New York is a great place for dogs. Every style of dogs ever invented is numerously jrcprtTsented on the streets of New York, from the aristocratic spaniel with a brass-mounted collar, and hiswith a tin can tied to his continuation.As you w alk down Fifth avenue you look at a carriage, driven by a magnificently liveried coach man.N. N.—By the expression “magnificently livered coachman,” I don’t mean a driven with a magnificent liver, but one clad in a magnificent suit of livery.Well, you look at the passtbg vehicle, and you see in the window, what, at first, seems to be one of those English noblemen of the Lord Dundreary stripe, with side w hiskers. All that is lacking is the eye-glass and the drawl. New York is overrun with his particular kind of duke. A second glance reveals4he fact that the head at the window of the carriage belongs to ope of the Skye terriers.You pass on, musing on tho probability ot the Darwinian theor *»eing true, after all, when you svidcivy step off sideways to make room for one of these*, white, thoroughbred bull dogs, with bloodshot eyes, that is tugging at a chain at the other end of which is one of these short-haired Bowery toughs, with whom Nast’s pencil has made the world familiar. The brute shows his teeth, and has got no muzzle on, but as he surges towards you you sigh to put a muzzle on him. The muzzle of a shot-gun would lit him best,A few minutes later you meet a deli-eate-iookihg dudinc wearing eye-glasses,usually for mere affectation, and leadinga dog as big as a calf. It looks as if he .might be a Siberian bloodhound. Thereis no doubt about the w oman w ho is leading the animal—she is a flt;x! for lack ofsense.Another breed of dog that seems to be a great favorite with the softer sex of New York is the pug. He is always disgustingly fat, and ugly beyond description. As he waddles along he reminds one of a potato with four matches for legs.Greyhounds are much affected by the dudefl, and flettfei? and pointers can lie seen sitting In the windows. Some of these animals wear costly blankets, and are led out every day by servants to take their constitutional walks for the benefit of tbeir canine healths.In town?”“I’ve tried it in vain* Lemmc teHye what 1 did in Septeiuber* I broqfcTthat cur up here with ate, and Igo t onthe street cars and rode around wr halfa day. Away up Jefferson avenue ot into a row* with some other dogs andwent at it with my boys and painted the front fence and the house so he wouldn’t know the'-piflee If he came along, I tied tip a calf In the front yard, cut down all the weeds* and so ehtfhged the genera) looks of things that my neighbors didn’t hardiy dare come in. On the third day we »aw' the cur coming down the roaa from town and everybody got inside. He came up, looked around in great as* tonlsiimcnt, and his tail dropped as If somebody had tied a brick to it. In hisbones he felt that it w as the old place, but the painting up sorter paralyzed him*He sat down to think it over, and all at once he came over the fence and began to gambol around as if tickled to death. He had got onto something, and it was no iifHv^rying any longer to fool him.” “What did he discover?”“Why, there had been three panes ofglass broken out of the garret window for over two years, ana we’d forgot toputr ’em* in. As soon as he raised his eyes and saw that winder he knowed the house belonged to me, and a dozen o’ your best lawyers couldn’t have made him believe t’d Sold oitfc and moved away. Dogs is no fools, and don’t you forget It,As I said, every style of dog that hase seenever been invented can be seen on the streets o( New York. Even the toothsome, no-halr Pelon dogs of the Mexican, of which they are very fond, in the shape of tamales, prevail to an alarming extent, as does the diminutive Chihuahua dog, scarcely bigger than a kitten. Some of the dogs male, but that is iare magnificent sni-uo great source of comfort to the person who contracts hydrophobia* For this reason, in the future, the muzzled dog will be arrested andfiled away for future reference In East river* The recent cases of hydroghobia“Well,” Raid the sheriff, laughing, “Ihard thes aboutwuz a~wishin’ mighty that time that the tower feller had gotin New Jersey have made people nervous, and even the cast-iron dogs that are exhibited in some windows, are viewed with distrust*—Sweet In Arkansaw Traveler.IT WAS A KIPPER.‘Ever sec a worse storm?’ he asked as he entered a Baker street car early yesterday morning*‘Speaking to me?’ queried one of the passengers.‘Yes. Isn’t this a ripper?’There was no answer* live car came up town and the ‘ripper’ got off at Griswold street and went up two pairs stairsinto ids office. He hadn’t got off his overcoat when the other came In, scrapedoff a lot of jnow on the stove, w armed his hands, and by and by inquired: ‘What was that you said to me on thecar?’‘You? Ob, I made some remark onthe weather,’‘What was it?’‘I merely asked you if it was not a ripper* *4Ah! I didn’t exactly catch It Oh yes?, it’s a ripperi-tbe worst rippe ever «aw.’Then he pulled off his overcoat, down, and for two long hours he wall't1w7ed the weather right and left, beglnni“ In FIat Hudson’s bay and ending upda* He talked snow, rain, half, blizzand fog, and to get rid of him the othhad to put on his overcoat, lock thedtiland walk around th« block. As the parted at the foot of theatalra, the vlaitorsaid:‘Yes, thla is a ripper. Any time we are coming up town together and you ant any Information about the weather I shall hold myself ready to give It to you. I’ll come in to-morrow and talk with you all day.’•V*1, believe/ said a reporter, turning to the managing/'editor, “that 1 can writeSays an exchange f “An Iowa woman has named her t ain daughters Gasoline and Kerosene.” Young men who lovefear andA Milwaukee man, in a handsome, neglige hunting suit, was stalking about through the bear runs of Gogebic, Mich., when he came upon a lovelytheit when I p«t my feet bi cold w»ter.meatproveroent.” “Yes,’* , “It Is an fmprove-put your feet In waterpeace w ill give this family a wide berth and avoid Seing blown up,In answer to an adv^UfNsment a Me-nasha man sent twenty-five cvnts to learnyoung poetess who had gone woods to commune with nature*' l-v »-r/*‘'/..S',•A •sceneshath a stagehe sets ahmen ofI otpnn“Ah,” said she, “and you are a real hunter?”4 J ■Acallthat the lh*ito lea11 Iceman anddo yon, as did the hunter# of t lockup. He * as reteased our horn f” Ion * *yon meant does 1 blow the my beer, I does,’’—Chicago^ .:v* ■ . / ■ *an in Both, Me., recentlyand stayed so latent mother called » theworking, on capital of $1, and receivedthe following printed sHp: “fishfools, aa I do.p«o-anonThe earlierto the realities itsan has his of life, theeye‘f-Z,S'_ /»• Death.one imm»■ \'Hr- -
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Austin Semi Weekly Statesman
Austin, Texas, US
Sat, Jan 16, 1886
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