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Title: The dogs of Boytown
Year: 1918 (1910s)
Authors: Dyer, Walter A. (Walter Alden), 1878-1943
Subjects: Dogs
Publisher: New York, H. Holt and company
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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house and up a broadstaircase. At the top she turned and said: I think Tip is in the nursery with the baby. Dontbe startled if he tries to eat you up. You neednt bequiet, because its about time for babys nap to beover. She ushered them into the nursery, a pretty pink andwhite room, and there lay a handsome, chocolate-colored little dog on a mat beside a white crib. At thesight of strangers Tip growled a little and showed hiswhite teeth. Dont you want to take a look at the baby?asked Mrs. Hartshorn, with a twinkle in her eyes. Harry Barton stepped bravely forward, but wasmet by an attack so savage that he hastily retired.Tip did not bark; barking was not permitted in thenursery. But he defended his charge with a ferocityquite out of proportion to his diminutive size. THE WILLOWDALE KENNELS 79 Lie down, Tip, said Mrs. Hartshorn, laughing. Its all right. And Tip retired, grumbling, to hisrug. Hes little, but, oh, my! said Mrs. Hartshorn. I dont believe one of you would dare to touch that
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Pomeranian baby with Tip anywhere around. Now isnt he a dog,after all? The boys admitted quite readily that he was. He chased a tramp away once, said she. The 8o THE DOGS OF BOYTOWN tramp came to the front door when Mr. Hartshorn wasaway, and spoke so roughly to my maid that I wasreally quite frightened. Tip heard him and came outlike a flash. The man swore and kicked at him.Nothing makes a dog so angry as kicking at him, andTip jumped and nipped the mans finger. He sworeagain, but Tip renewed his attack to such good pur-pose that the man backed away and finally retreatedin disorder with Tip at his heels. Ive known bigdogs that couldnt do so much. The boys looked upon Tip with new respect. Now come and see my Pekes, said Mrs. Harts-horn. The boys followed her into another room where twoPekingese spaniels got lazily out of a basket and cameforward to greet her. And for the next few minutesthe boys found infinite amusement playing with thefluffy little pets. CHAPTER VIANXIOUS DAYS It wa

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