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michael, brother of jerry-第61章

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ght drew down upon a scene behind the scenes; sufficient of itself to condemn all trained…animal acts in all theatres and show…tents of all the world。  Whether Michael dreamed or was in semi…delirium; there is no telling; but; whichever it was; he lived most of his past life over again。  Again he played as a puppy on the broad verandas of MISTER Haggin's plantation bungalow at Meringe; or; with Jerry; stalked the edges of the jungle down by the river…bank to spy upon the crocodiles; or; learning from MISTER Haggin and Bob; and patterning after Biddy and Terrence; to consider black men as lesser and despised gods who must for ever be kept strictly in their places。

On the schooner Eugenie he sailed with Captain Kellar; his second master; and on the beach at Tulagi lost his heart to Steward of the magic fingers and sailed away with him and Kwaque on the steamer Makambo。  Steward was most in his visions; against a hazy background of vessels; and of individuals like the Ancient Mariner; Simon Nishikanta; Grimshaw; Captain Doane; and little old Ah Moy。  Nor least of all did Scraps appear; and Cocky; the valiant…hearted little fluff of life gallantly bearing himself through his brief adventure in the sun。  And it would seem to Michael that on one side; clinging to him; Cocky talked farrago in his ear; and on the other side Sara clung to him and chattered an interminable and incommunicable tale。  And then; deep about the roots of his ears would seem to prod the magic; caressing fingers of Steward the beloved。

〃I just don't I have no luck;〃 Wilton Davis mourned; gazing about at his dogs; the air still vibrating with the string of oaths he had at first ripped out。

〃That comes of trusting a drunken stage…hand;〃 his wife remarked placidly。  〃I wouldn't be surprised if half of them died on us now。〃

〃Well; this is no time for talk;〃 Davis snarled; proceeding to take off his coat。  〃Get busy; my love; and learn the worst。 Water's what they need。  I'll give them a tub of it。〃

Bucketful by bucketful; from the tap at the sink in the corner; he filled a large galvanized…iron tub。  At sound of the running water the dogs began whimpering and yelping and moaning。  Some tried to lick his hands with their swollen tongues as he dragged them roughly out of their cages。  The weaker ones crawled and bellied toward the tub; and were over…trod by the stronger ones。  There was not room for all; and the stronger ones drank first; with much fighting and squabbling and slashing of fangs。  Into the foremost of this was Michael; slashing and being slashed; but managing to get hasty gulps of the life…saving fluid。  Davis danced about among them; kicking right and left; so that all might have a chance。  His wife took a hand; laying about her with a mop。  It was a pandemonium of pain; for; their parched throats softened by the water; they were again able to yelp and cry out loudly all their hurt and woe。

Several were too weak to get to the water; so it was carried to them and doused and splashed into their mouths。  It seemed that they would never be satisfied。  They lay in collapse all about the room; but every little while one or another would crawl over to the tub and try to drink more。  In the meantime Davis had started a fire and filled a caldron with potatoes。

〃The place stinks like a den of skunks;〃 Mrs。 Davis observed; pausing from dabbing the end of her nose with a powder…puff。 〃Dearest; we'll just have to wash them。〃

〃All right; sweetheart;〃 her husband agreed。  〃And the quicker the better。  We can get through with it while the potatoes are boiling and cooling。  I'll scrub them and you dry them。  Remember that pneumonia; and do it thoroughly。〃

It was quick; rough bathing。  Reaching out for the dogs nearest him; he flung them in turn into the tub from which they had drunk。 When they were frightened; or when they objected in any way; he rapped them on the head with the scrubbing brush or the bar of yellow laundry soap with which he was lathering them。  Several minutes sufficed for a dog。

〃Drink; damn you; drinkhave some more;〃 he would say; as he shoved their heads down and under the dirty; soapy water。

He seemed to hold them responsible for their horrible condition; to look upon their filthiness as a personal affront。

Michael yielded to being flung into the tub。  He recognized that baths were necessary and compulsory; although they were administered in much better fashion at Cedarwild; while Kwaque and Steward had made a sort of love function of it when they bathed him。  So he did his best to endure the scrubbing; and all might have been well had not Davis soused him under。  Michael jerked his head up with a warning growl。  Davis suspended half…way the blow he was delivering with the heavy brush; and emitted a low whistle of surprise。

〃Hello!〃 he said。  〃And look who's here!Lovey; this is the Irish terrier I got from Collins。  He's no good。  Collins said so。  Just a fill…in。Get out!〃 he commanded Michael。  〃That's all you get now; Mr。 Fresh Dog。  But take it from me pretty soon you'll be getting it fast enough to make you dizzy。〃

While the potatoes were cooling; Mrs。 Davis kept the hungry dogs warned away by sharp cries。  Michael lay down sullenly to one side; and took no part in the rush for the trough when permission was given。  Again Davis danced among them; kicking away the stronger and the more eager。

〃If they get to fighting after all we've done for them; kick in their ribs; lovey;〃 he told his wife。

〃There!  You would; would you?〃this to a large black dog; accompanied by a savage kick in the side。  The animal yelped its pain as it fled away; and; from a safe distance; looked on piteously at the steaming food。

〃Well; after this they can't say I don't never give my dogs a bath;〃 Davis remarked from the sink; where he was rinsing his arms。  What d'ye say we call it a day's work; my dear?〃  Mrs。 Davis nodded agreement。  〃We can rehearse them to…morrow and next day。  That will be plenty of time。  I'll run in to…night and boil them some bran。  They'll need an extra meal after fasting two days。〃

The potatoes finished; the dogs were put back in their cages for another twenty…four hours of close confinement。  Water was poured into their drinking…tins; and; in the evening; still in their cages; they were served liberally with boiled bran and dog… biscuit。  This was Michael's first food; for he had sulkily refused to go near the potatoes。


The rehearsing took place on the stage; and for Michael trouble came at the very start。  The drop…curtain was supposed to go up and reveal the twenty dogs seated on chairs in a semi…circle。 Because; while they were being thus arranged; the preceding turn was taking place in front of the drop…curtain; it was imperative that rigid silence should be kept。  Next; when the curtain rose on full stage; the dogs were trained to make a great barking。

As a filler…in; Michael had nothing to do but sit on a chair。  But he had to get upon the chair; first; and when Davis so ordered him he accompanied the order with a clout on the side of the head。 Michael growled warningly。

〃Oh; ho; eh?〃 the man sneered。  〃It's Fresh Dog looking for trouble。  Well; you might as well get it over w
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