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14 HOME AND FARM MAGAZINE SECTION The Story of Mike By Harriet Crocker Le Roy. MIKE certainly could not be called a beauty no, not even his most ad miring friends could find any thing about him to praise except his eyes. Mike's eyes were deeply brown and very appealing. They always seem ed to be saying: "Please don't kick me. Flease be good to me. I know I haven't any business here, but I hope you'll let me stay." For Mike was a tramp, and it was those brown, appeal ing eyes of his which won for him a home. He had appeared at the back door one day as the Lady of the llouse was dispensing juicy bones to the dog and cat, and the brown eyes, Bof tly ap pealing, had touched the Lady's tender heart and secured for him a bone a good, meaty bone, such as Mike 'a jaws had not closed upon for many a leng day. Then she had ordered him away, and he had gone obediently, carrying bis bone with him. But in an hour he was back again, looking with his pa thetic gaze at the screen-porch door! from which he hoped to see the Lady eome forth. For Mike, with a wisdom all his own,1 had developed one gift the gift of knowing by the look of a lady's eyes whether she liked dogs or not. And the Lady's eyes, in this case, had been fav orableeven to a tramp dog like Mike. The Man of the House protested yigorously. "Two good-for-nothing dogs around the placet I won't have it I I'll get rid of them both and buy a good dog. I knew a fellow who" can get me Great Dane pup, and I'll have him see about it right away." The Lady of the House Sighed. A Great Dane pupt Her flower beds, her trailing vines and choice bulbs and the Darling Child! Ten to one the Darling Child would be screaming half the time because the Great Dane pup had rubbed against him and upset him. And the things he'd drag off and bury I In a few days a friend from the moan tain drove into town. When he went back the little brown dog, Brownie, went with him. His host had urged him to take Mike also, but he had declined. The pathetic brown eyes evidently had failed to touch a responsive chord. Mike was now supreme. His were all the juicy bones and his the undisputed ownorship of the dog house. His heart was happy, and still he missed little Brownie. One day soon after the departure of Brownie, the Lady of the Hous3 rushed to the telephone. She called up her hus band and cried breathlessly: "Oh, Dick I Dick I The dog -catcher 's got Mike! He just took him away! I ran out with my rolling pin in my hand, but the horrid wretch was driving away! And there was poor poor Mike looking at me through the wire netting of the cage Oh, tell me quick, what shall I dot" "Dof" came the unruffled voico through the receiver. "Why, my dear, if you've got time to spare from your pio-crust just offer up a silent prayer of thanks that the good-for-nothing creature is gone. It's the best piece of news I've heard for a month. I'll see that fellow today about that Great The Lady of the House hung up the receiver with a snap. There was a gen erous dab of flour on her cheek into which a salty tear ran and promptly formed a bit of paste. The stove refused to draw properly, the Darling Child was wailing at the top of his little voice, and Mike Mike, with the soft, appeal ing eyes, was gone! The dog catcher had hi ml And he would be killed! and and Another tear rolled down into the dab of paste on her cheek, and life looked, just at that moment, scarcely worth the living. At lunch-time the Lady made her plea for the redemption of Mike. "Two dollars to get him out, $2 more for a license, to say nothing of a new collar! Well, I guess not! I'll tell you what 111 do. I'll go round to the pound this afternoon and pick out a good dog a big one that'll be some good as watch dog. That Mike was no use on earth he'd make friends with a bur glar as quick as he would with any one. I'll get a good bulldog, if there's one there, or a Collie, or a St. Bernard if they've got one." The Lady of the House poured herself another cup of tea. Her eyes were sus piciously red. But the said not a word, uncomfortable. If she'd only talk back! But she wouldn't. At 6 o'clock the Lady of the House, sitting on the piazza in her cool white gown with the Darling Child in her lap, saw a familiar figure coming down the street, and at his heels what could it bet Yes Mike! The Man of the House looked a trifle sheepish as he came up the walk, and Mike, in a transport of dog-joy, leaped upon the Lady and the Darling Child together. He knew some explanation was necessary. If she would only ask a question or two, it would help a fel low out! And she did. "Why, Dick, how did you happen to get poor Mike backt Couldn't you find a bulldogt Wasn't there any other dog in the pound t" 'Plenty of 'em, plenty of 'em," re sponded the Man. "Good dogs, too a mighty fine little bulldog, and an Eng lish setter, and there was a Collie, too a beauty." 'Then why" "Well, hang it all!" said the Man of the House. "There was that good- for-nothing Mike. ' And he looked at me so with those big brown eyet of his that I swear I couldn't help myself. New, that 's all there is to it. The incident is cloned." He stalked into the house, and the Lady stooped to examine the handsome new collar with its shining tag. And she smiled to herself in a wise little way. Evidently there was something potently appealing in Mike 's soft brown eyes, after all! At midnight a delighted barking and yelping arose in the back yard. The Man of the House hurriedly dressed him self and went out to investigate. When he came back he was smiling broadly. "Is there anything in the pantry I ean get for Brownie f He a come back and acts hal fstarved. Great Scott! That little raseal has traveled more than thirty miles to get back home. I'll have to get another eollar tomorrow and dig up 2 more for an other license. Great Scott! " SMOKING CUBE IS SOUGHT FAB AND NEAB. SALEM, Or., March 26. (Specials Superintendent Hale, of the State In dustrial School, is receiving letters writ ten by persons seeking a cure for the Btnoking habit. Since Mr. Hale an nounced that the nitrite of silver treat ment had cured numerous inmates of the institution he has been inundated almost with correspondence from vie times of the weed. A letter received today was from a broker of Louisville, Ky. The man, although a member of a local stock exchange and having connections with a New York exchange, admits that he is a victim of the cigarette habit, and that he has tried numerous so-called cures without success. Another letter was from a resident of British Colum bia, and another from a farmer of Georgia. Mr. Hale answers all letters and gives the prescription which has been found efficacious at the school. "Our physician has discovered," said the superintendent, "thatjn most cases one-fourth of 1 per cent solution used as a mouth wash before meals is suffi cient. At first a much stronger solu tion was used at the school." Oregon ian, March 26. The life of tires can be greatly pro longed provided drivers are careful to turn corners at a low rate ol speed, keep them free from oil and pumped with air to pressure specified on the tire. After each trip tires should also be cleaned of all foreign objects which may be clinging to them and kept away from oily places. WE ARE SO SURE OF THE QUALITY OF Gold Shield Coffee That we ask you to give Gold Shield a trial, feeling that you will then insist on Gold Shield when buying coffee. SCHWABACHER BROS. & CO., Inc. 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