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Title: The Dogs' Dinner Party

Author: Unknown

Release Date: November 2, 2007 [EBook #23290]

Language: English

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The DOGS' DINNER PARTY

GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONS,
LONDON AND NEW YORK.

Kronheim & Co., London.

[Illustration]

THE DOG'S DINNER PARTY.

Mr. Blenheim was a very gentlemanly dog, and Mrs. Blenheim was quite
the lady; both were well-bred, handsome, and fond of good company. They
lived in a nice house, by Hyde Park Corner. Now Mr. Blenheim was one
day in the library, dozing in his arm-chair after dinner, when Mrs. B.
thus addressed him:

"Rouse up, Blenny dear, and tell me about these notes of invitation for
our dinner-party."

"I am rather sleepy," said he, "so you must read the list over to me."

Mrs. B. read the names of Mr. Tan-Terrier, Mr. Fox-Hound, Mr. Dane, Mr.
Mastiff, Mr. Beagle, Mr. Poodle, Mr. Barker--Mr. Bull-Dog concluding
the list. "Mr. Bull-Dog!" cried Mrs. B., looking vexed, "why do you ask
him? no one considers him respectable."

"It will not do to leave him out, dear!" said Mr. Blenheim, who then
got up, and went lazily to the desk to write the invitations.

[Illustration]

Pug, the Page, went to Kennel Court, the country box of Mr. Fox-Hound,
and found that sporting character near home, wiping his brow after a
good hunt. His manners were more blunt than his teeth, and his loud
voice could be heard miles off. He was called a "jolly dog," and seldom
dined alone. But his great delight was the chase of a fox; he could
then hardly give tongue enough to express his joy. After asking Pug
after Mrs. Blenheim's health, he accepted the invitation.

Florio, the Courier, waited on Mr. Barker with his note of invitation.
Mr. Barker lived in a snug little house, in a farmyard, where he had
the charge of watching over and protecting the live stock. He at f