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Updated: May 26, 2025
Hair has been of aid to Buffalo Bill, Little Lord Fauntleroy, Samson, The Lady Godiva, Jo-Jo, the Dog-Faced Boy, poets, pianists, some artists and most mattress makers, but a drawback and a sorrow to Absalom, polar bears in captivity and the male sex in general. This assertion goes not only for hair on the head but for hair on the face. Let us consider for a moment the matter of shaving.
At first, Jo-Jo only swished his tail rebelliously, shaking his head until the bit rattled between his teeth. But Tad persisted, gently yet firrnly urging with voice and whip. Jo-Jo meanwhile pawed the dirt up into a cloud of dust that settled over the boys, finally causing a chorus of sneezes, until Tad felt sure he observed a twinkle of amusement in the eyes of the knowing little animal.
Willie, a sort of acolyte, manoeuvred the chair as directed. Reggie van Tuyl, who had been yawning in a hopeless sort of way, showed his first flicker of interest. "Willie," he observed, eyeing that youth more with pity than reproach, "has a face like Jo-Jo the dog-faced boy, don't you think so?" Archie nodded briefly. Precisely the same criticism had occurred to him.
"Well, not exactly. He wanted to know how I thought Tad could take care of a pony when he got it said the boy would have no place to keep it, nothing to feed it on " "Yes, that's so." "But, I told him Tad might stable his pony with Jo-Jo in our barn." "Sure thing. That's fine. Did he agree?" "He said for me to bring Tad in to see him." "But you did not?" "No; I haven't had a chance.
Before replying, the boy lowered the whip to his side, motioning to the pony that his task was done. Jo-Jo dropped quickly on all fours, and, walking up to Tad, rubbed his nose against the lad's cheek again. "Good boy," soothed Tad, returning the caress, his eyes swimming with happiness.
Teddy cast an apprehensive glance at the freak table, where the freaks and side show performers were laughing and chatting happily, the Lady Snake Charmer sandwiched in between the Metal-faced Man and Jo-Jo the Dog-faced Wonder. "I've been thinking of an idea, Mr. Sparling," said Teddy by way of changing the subject.
"Up, Jo-Jo!" he commanded almost sternly, bringing the whip sharply against the side of his own leg. The pony, recognizing the voice of a master, hesitated no longer. Half folding its slender forelegs back, it rose slowly, up and up. "Walter Perkins and Stacy Brown broke into a cheer.
Lige bade Ned to accompany him on Jo-Jo, and directed the others to remain in camp not to move from it until their return. Then the two horsemen set off at a gallop, following the swiftly moving dogs.
He was an Englishman all right a cut below middle class; you could tell that by the way he clipped his initial h's off and on. I tried the ice at first it's always best when you don't know the exact thickness of your frozen water. The way I tried it was to toss a flower or two at Maisie Hartopp and her "Jo-Jo" song.
There wasn't any use in fencing, so I answered: "You mean the 'Jo-Jo' song. It's a silly little ditty, and it's sung by " "A girl named Hartopp Maisie Hartopp." She was speaking as if she were trying to remember where she'd heard the name. Of course, me for the clumsy speech. "She's a winner," I cut in. She got up at that, and walked over to the fireplace.
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