There’s a youngster dojvn in the Sperryville neighborhood, who is going to get along all right in •this world.
He was playing with a strange deg the other day and his mother admonished him to leave the dog alone. After all, the young gentleman’s two years had not included rigid instructions as to exactly by which handle you picked a dog up without antagonizing him.
“That dog might bite you, he doesn’t know you,” cautioned the mother.
Whereby the youngster trudged sedately around to the front end of the dog, looked him straight in the eye, and formally introduced himself: “I’m Joe Aylor, Jr.” he stated.
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