Peck's Compendium of Fun eBook

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[Illustration:  ’Thereby hangs A tail’.]

His head is about as big as a graham gem, and runs down to a point no bigger than a cambric needle, while his ears are about as big as a thumb to a glove, and they hang down as though the dog didn’t want to hear anything.  How a head of that kind can contain brains enough to cause a dog to know enough to go in when it rains is a mystery.  But he seems to be intelligent.

If a man comes along on the sidewalk, the dog will follow him off, follow him until he meets another man, and then he follows him till he meets another, and so on until he has followed the entire population.  He is not an aristocratic dog, but will follow one person just as soon as another, and to see him going along the street, with his tail coiled up, apparently oblivious to every human sentiment, it is touching.

His legs are about the size of pipe stems, and his feet are as big as a base ball base.  He wanders around, following a boy, then a middle aged man, then a little girl, then an old man, and finally, about meal time, the last person he follows seems to go by the barn and the dog wanders in and looks for a buffalo robe or a harness tug to chew.  It does not cost anything to keep him, as he has only eaten one trotting harness and one fox skin robe since Monday, though it may not be right to judge of his appetite, as he may be a little off his feed.

Pierce said he would be a nice dog to run with a horse, or under a carriage.  Why, bless you, he won’t go within twenty feet of a horse, and a horse would run away to look at him; besides, he gets right under a carriage wheel, and when the wheel runs over him he complains, and sings Pinafore.

What under the sun that dog is ever going to be good for is more than we know.  He is too lean and bony for sausage.  A piece of that dog as big as your finger in a sausage would ruin a butcher.  It would be a dead give away.  He looks as though he might point game, if the game was brought to his attention, but he would be just as liable to point a cow.  He might do to stuff and place in a front yard to frighten burglars.  If a burglar wouldn’t be frightened at that dog nothing would scare him.

Anyway, now we have got him, we will bring him up, though it seems as though he would resemble a truss bridge or a refrigerator car, as much as a dog, when he gets his growth.  For fear he will fall off a wagon track we tie a knot in his tail.


Up to the present time the Sun has struggled along from infancy to middle age without a safe in its office.  It has never needed one.  It does not need one now, but custom has to do with these things.  The associations that surround one, go far towards making these changes.  When we look at the immense safes in the office of out neighbor, filled with bonds and mortgages, we feel that a safe will look well. 

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