TRYING THE DOG ON HIM.
“Come right into the yard,” said the farmer’s wife cordially to the tramp who had besought something to eat.
The tramp eyed the bulldog dubiously. “I dunno ’bout dat,” he said. “How ’bout dat drog? Will he bite?”
“I don’t know,” said the housewife, “I just got him today and that’s what I want to find out.”