A Dog for Sale.
Silas Snell in the Bulletin tells the following :— 11 Want t' specklicafce in a dog, mate? " i The strange sundowner whistled the sorry sora-eyed, fly-bitten nondescript away from the neck of mutton banging in the " colonial " safe behind oar hut, and held him aloft by the remains of a tale. '•He's game, y' see." " What's be good for, anyhow ?*' : " Anythin.' I wouldn't sell him, j on'y I'm goin' up t' St. Arnand t' bury mother. Take him for n. quid. ; He'il run errands, steal moat an' i chickens, perform on a powder keg, I keeps flies off th' grubb, an' he's the best sheep an' cattle dog on th' roads 'tween here an' Brisbin. Say eighteen bob an' a drink fer two. If you'd seen that dog work sheep you wouldn't take him from me fer less than a fiver - you wouldn't have the heart to do it. He'll work ten thoiir sand throuugh a crack in a fence, an' you won't gather enough wool off th' palm's t' plug your ear with. Say fifteen Roberts an' I'll sling in a pedigree. See here, mate,- whisper, that pup there '11 cut a mob into squads an' drill 'em. He'll teach 'era t' form fours an' march into th' yards t' th' tune of • Th ole Bullock Dray !' Jake ken round every grasshopper in a forty-acre paddock into a jamtin. He'll draft an' keep tally. You won't be such a fool es t' say half a quid's too stiff fer a gifted animal like that. See him after cattle ! He'd yard a sunstruck scrubber into a bail, or lead 300 head of wild uns through a We3leyan picnic without spillin' th' milk. Eight bob; I said, an' it's a sin t 1 part with a dog thet's bin in th' family so long, but there ain't any help fer it f Eight bob fer a purebred cattle-dog an' a gifted linguist." 11 A what-er ?" " A linguist. Understands languages, yeh know. That humblelookin' dog ken work sheep in three languages — English, German, an 1 Welsh, an' he knows a little Chinese. You can have him for halfa-crown. No,*l don't think you're any mug — - mug, not at all. You see, he first learnt t' handle jumbucks with a Cockney ; then a German—Yarmoj)'Hairy — feller with one ear — bought him, an' he had t' pick up th' business in German. Then a fat new ohum Welshman paid a fat price fer him, an* taught him th' orders in Welsh. Be picked up th' Chinese as ho went along. Half-a-erown." < Phil, chipped in, after examining the canine pjwtigy. - '• WhyVdamh it all. man ! That's tho mongrel from Blackham's at Ball's Corner, that comes up here after our rations." Another man might have been discomfited by this revelation ; not so the weary wanderer. He scratched his chtdFieflectively for a moment; therr^tie' looked up,, radiently. •• ty-jMitojliti&p' he said. " Well, tell you what, mates. Give us a pipe of terbacker, an' I'll drown th' blankey, crimson, condemned ole hybrid."
Permanent link to this item
Hononga pūmau ki tēnei tūemi
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/MH18931130.2.21
Bibliographic details
Ngā taipitopito pukapuka
Manawatu Herald, 30 November 1893, Page 3
Word count
Tapeke kupu
503A Dog for Sale. Manawatu Herald, 30 November 1893, Page 3
Using this item
Te whakamahi i tēnei tūemi
No known copyright (New Zealand)
To the best of the National Library of New Zealand’s knowledge, under New Zealand law, there is no copyright in this item in New Zealand.
You can copy this item, share it, and post it on a blog or website. It can be modified, remixed and built upon. It can be used commercially. If reproducing this item, it is helpful to include the source.
For further information please refer to the Copyright guide.