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Show The Career Of?A Dog yffilM I 3 " IS3 SARAH Stood ; ! fek. 2tif neat llttle PSS cottage and peered B Qr jfl far down the diiBty win yjM road. MIbs Sarah mrAdSjm was an industrious JnytPjrBL and energetic spin- fjAjffggl her wont to waste : ; ffifllpgjffga the bright and shimmering hours" in ldlonoss. Only it the desire to Inquire for a friend aeri- f oualy ill could keep her standing there k when she waB longing to clean the al- l. ready Immaculate rooms. Mr. Gra- i ham, the postman, wduld kaow of hor friend's condition; ho knew erery- M thing about the people of the town. Ho M I had few letttora to deliver, but distrib- MM uted gossip instead, and that In very Hf generouB supplies. S "Mornin'. Mlsa Sary," called tho postman as his horse, much tho worse for 25 years of service, approached at a leisurely gait "Land o' Goshen of I hain't got a letter fur ye!" Miss Sarah, Sa-rah, taking tho letter, made haBty inquiries in-quiries and entered the houso; that la, ahe entered after every fly was carefully care-fully whisked away. Meanwhile Mr. Graham Jogged on, deeply regretting Mlsa Sarah's reticence and her secrecy se-crecy concerning her correspondents. Miss Sarah read her pretty pink note. "Dear Auntie I have decided to go to Europe as a nurse, but it worries me greatly to leave my dog. Cherry. I wonder If you would mind taking him for he is very good? Your loving niece, EUNICE." "Juat like Eunice," remarked Miss Sarah. "She always waa notional. Well, I can keep tho dog in the shed and he won't be much bother, I guess." Eunice arrived a week later, carrying carry-ing in her arms a tiny white dog with very long hair. "iBn't he lovely?" she asked. "He'll bo a nice companion for you, auntie." "H'm," aaid Miss Sarah, "Why do you call him Cherry?" "Oh, because he likes candied cherries cher-ries so much. Isn't it an original name, auntie?" "Very," said Miss Sarah, grimly. "What's in that big box?" "Oh, those aro Cherry's things, his comb and brush and ribbons and soap and his medicine," she added hastily. When Eunice, after giving many directions di-rections about tho caro of Cherry, had departed, Miss Sarah, sighing, sat down heavily and looked at the soft, spoiled, littlo dog; "Well, I don't onvy myaelf this JobI" Cherry's first week was an eventful one for him and for Mlsa Sarah. First he insisted upon monopolizing Tom's bed, and ho barked as only a very small dog can when the injured fellno tried to claim his property. Hannah, Miss Sarah's mald-of-all-work, complained com-plained of cooking meat in a special way for tho exacting Cherry. "I didn't agree to cook for no dog," she grumbled. Cherry killed three chlckena belonging to a neighbor the day aftor he arrived at hlB new home. Miss Sarah, thanking goodness that ahe had nover loat her reason to the extent of owning a dog, tried in vain to quiet Hannah and to appease the wrath of the neighbor. Now Miss Sarah could havo pardoned Cherry all these offenses, of-fenses, but there waa one thing she could not forgive. Cherry, longing for attention, had Jumped upon the table, unnotiaed by his new mistress and then Miss Sarah shivered when she thought of Cherry's tiny, pink tongue coming in contact with hor faded cheek. Tho "little darling's" next crime was devouring a half dozen frosted sponge cakeB. Tho result was appalling. Miss Sarah administered largo doses of tho medicines, although al-though aho did not exactly romember which one should cure which disease, but by using all kinds she hoped for success. The spinster's nephew, coming to call one day, found tho house empty. He felt in the pansy bed for the bey, as he knew that was its hiding plaoe. Who did not know whore Mias Sarah kept the key? In the sitting room his eyea fell on something soft and white curled up upon the piano. On further inspection this proved to bo a dog. "Great Caesar's Ghost! Aunt Sarah keeping a dog! The world is coming to an end." Ho greeted his aunt with "I see you hare a lap dog. I've been feeding him a HtUe candy." "Harry," sighed Mias Sarah "dont spoak of that creature. He belongs to Eunice. I wish to goodness she had stayed homo and playod maid to him! She is a Bod "Cross nurse. I've just been out to buy him some candled cherries. Did you ever know of a dog that .liked chortles 7 Did I hear you say you had given him candy? Mercy on us! If you're mado him sick again I'll give up. Candy always makes him Blck, but oherries never do." Harry choked back a laugh at his aunt'e dilemma, saying cheerfully, "Never mind, auntie. I know Eunice. In three months sho'll be back and you will be free." "Three months!" groaned poor MIbs Sarah. "Harry, he chowed up Hannah's Han-nah's red sash yesterday. Hannah is going to leave. Sho thought moro of that saah than of anything she has. M "Hurrah!" aaid Harry, whose head H always ached when ho saw Hannah of M the auburn hair wearing a scarlet H saah. IH "Well," said Mlaa Sarah, "I hop JM I've got grit enough to stand him, IH that's all." , H Two montha later, when Harry vi H itcd hia aunt, she told him of hor last M letter from Eunice. "She's coming IH home, and I'll be rid o' that dog. I JM hopo you'll be coming out often, Har IH ry. It will bo kind of lonesome. Did Jm you bring any cherries?" H Harry waa much amused upon re- jH cclvlng a note from hlB aunt shortly jH after Cherry's departure. It read: IH "Dear Harry I wish you would buy H me a dog as much like Cherry aa you H can get I will give you the money H next timo I see you. .,,.. sbbbbbbbI "AUNT SARAH," H SBBBBBBsi |