Once in a while there can be met another kind, one whose poverty or
uncouthness makes us shun him at sight; and yet one, if we did but know
it, with a joyous melody in his heart, ofttimes in tune with our own
harmonies. This kind is rare, and when found adds another ripple to our
scanty stock of laughter.
These Under Dogs--grave and gay--have always appealed to me. Their
stories are printed here in the hope that they may also appeal to you.
F.H.S.
NEW YORK.
CONTENTS
_No Respecter of Persons
I. The Crime of Samanthy North
II. Bud Tilden, Mail-Thief
III. "Eleven Months and Ten Days"
Cap'n Bob of the Screamer
A Procession of Umbrellas
"Doc" Shipman's Fee
Plain Fin--Paper-Hanger
Long Jim
Compartment Number Four--Cologne to Paris
Sammy
Marny's Shadow
Muffles--The Bar-Keep
His Last Cent_
ILLUSTRATIONS
_During the trip he sat in the far corner of the car
"I threw him in the bushes and got the letter"
"I git so tired, so tired; please let me go"
I saw the point of a tiny shoe
Everybody was excited and everybody was mad
I hardly knew him, he was so changed_
NO RESPECTER OF PERSONS
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THE CRIME OF SAMANTHY NORTH
I have been requested to tell this story, and exactly as it happened.
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