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Show No, Dog! Reared in the strict school of "Yes, sir!" and "No, ma'am!" addressed without, thought of servility to all elders el-ders and betters, I find this a season of rare courtesy and scant civility. Well do I remember that awesome scene at my father's table when a stout and rebellious little sister, seething with disappointment over some denied dainty, answered "No!" lo a well meant proffer of a loss desirable de-sirable dish. "No, dog? or No, eat?" my father inquired with ominous calm. "No, dog!" the sturdy lass recklessly replied. re-plied. I quake even now at the. thought of the breathless pause which followed, and draw a veil over the painful aftermath. after-math. Applet on 't,. |