No Man's Dog
“Dog in the Manger 9 Dog in the Manger Mulheisen went for a stroll. It was a gorgeous fall day in Queensleap. The town was liberally shaded with tall oaks, maples, beech and ash trees. The shade was visibly thinning, though; every little breeze precipitated a sibilant cascade of brilliant red, yellow, and orange flakes. It was a splendid sight. A golden sunny day with a tinge of chill. A fine day to smoke a cigar while kicking your feet through the dry, rustling drifts.
He walked a few blocks of...f the main street and found himself on a street of old, pleasant homes. They looked, for the most part, like old farmhouses: two or even three stories, with steeply pitched roofs. They were mostly frame houses, usually with lap siding, painted white or gray, brown or yellow, with white trim. Broad, covered porches ran along the fronts and halfway around the sides. Some had swing seats on the porch. A few were built with a very warm red brick. One of these latter had a white sign on a post next to little picket fence that read: J.MoreLess
He walked a few blocks of...f the main street and found himself on a street of old, pleasant homes. They looked, for the most part, like old farmhouses: two or even three stories, with steeply pitched roofs. They were mostly frame houses, usually with lap siding, painted white or gray, brown or yellow, with white trim. Broad, covered porches ran along the fronts and halfway around the sides. Some had swing seats on the porch. A few were built with a very warm red brick. One of these latter had a white sign on a post next to little picket fence that read: J.MoreLess
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