A BAD DOG.

Evening Star, Issue 3844, 19 June 1875, Page 3

A BAD DOG.

There appears to be a disposition on the pait of several of our people to interfere with the existence of a dog which babitates the west end of the town. Cia voice is stronger than store batter, and is ever raised in the behalf of every conceivable object under heaven. He barks at everything he can see. and a number of things he don’t see, bat expects to. He barks at the sun, the ir oon md the stars, .at the back porcb, the shingles on the roof, the trees, the frost, almanacs, poor man's plaster, ingrain carpets, lawyers, whitewash, and eye-salve. He will bark at things an eagle wouldn’c. Ho keeps it up ill night, and comes up to the scratch as lively as ever in the morning. And the yard that beast exercises in is a sight to look upon. There is everything in that yard you would like to see. There isn’t a house around there but has contributed something. Boot-jacks, chair-lera, cobble-stones, cannon balls, stove-leg'’, boots (almost new), crockery of various designs, hammers, saucepans, stove wood, bottles, chignons, and everything you can think of—things that were tossed over with a view to diverting his mind into other channels. It shows what a deep interest oeople will take in such matters when their sympathies are aroused. But it doesn’t do any good; he keeps in barking, and always will. There will be no gardening done in that neighborhood this season. No frost will come out of the ground so long as that dog is around.— ‘ Danbury News.’