Punch, or the London Charivari
Punch, or the London Charivari
Vol. 159, November 3, 1920
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m is a wall-eye. I think that is the one he watches the house with. Personally I consider that they are very handsome eyes in their own different lines, and my opinion is that he is a Mull-terrier; or possibly a Rum. Anyhow he is a good dog to get hold of, for he is very curly.
The village policeman came round to the house the other day. I think he really came to talk to the cook, but I fell into conversation with him.
"You ought to be getting a licence for that dog of yours," he said.
"What dog?" I asked.
"Why, you've got a dog tied up at the back there, haven't you?" he said.
"Have I?" said I.
And we went out and looked at it together. Trotsky looked at me with one eye and at the policeman with the other, and he wagged his tail. At least I am not sure that he wagged it; "shook" would be a better word.
"Where did you get it?" he inquired.
"Oh, I just got hold of it," I said airily. "It's rather good, don't you think?"
He stood for some time in do
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