GLAD HE HAD THE DOO

New Zealand Tablet, Volume 11, Issue 10, 11 March 1909, Page 398

GLAD HE HAD THE DOO

' I was standing in front one night,' said a theatrical manager, ' when a ragged little urchin came along with a dog under his arm. The dog was a yellow cur of the mangiest variety I had ever seen. ' "Are you the manager of the show?" asked the boy. ' I told him I was. ' " Well," remarked the lad, " I want to see the show, but I hain't got no money. I'll tell you what I'll do ; I'll give you this dog if you'll let me in." ' I looked at the boy, and then at the dog, and my heart melted. "You can go in," I said, "but never mind giving me the dog. Take the dog along with you." ' The lad went in with the yellow cur under his arm. After the performance I was standing out in front, and happened to see the urchin come out. ' " Well, sonny," I remarked, " how did you like the Bhow?" ' " Oh, pretty well," he said, " but I'm awful glad I didn't give you the dog." '