The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1856-06-20
B1DDEFoRD, MAINE, FRIDAY, JUNE 30, 1856.

and FASTENED in the direction from whent
, they came.
, Housewives with uncovered heads an
barred arms dartcd from every house, an
children Of oil ages swelled the flying crowd
Deacon Saunders, who was storing whea
in his granary, recognized Dennis's voice
and with IN underlined presentiment tina
it was something in which ho had dee
interest, ran as fast as his old limbs woul,
allow, in the direction oil were taking.
But had WHY'S safety depended upol
human aid, ho would never hayo smiled up
on his grandfather again.
Pysche, who had been turned out to rol
in the sand and refresh herself by o nibbl'
from the -oadsidc, was among the First x
hear Dennis cries. She was accustomed tc
all kind Of noises from tho boy, and usual
ly expected that he was calling her to par
take Of some dainty when she heard hi
voice, 50 pricking up her ears she cantcred
towards the lake, which she reached just as
Willy rose for the first time.
With low whinny Of recognition, not
unmixcd with fear, the beautiful creature
lowered her head, and as he came to the
surface again, plunged in and swan with
vigorous strokes towards him.
1t was something more than instinct-it
was on almighty hand that directed the no.
bic beast and taught her care, in striking
out with her iron bound hoofs, as she near
cd Willy, and the same hand guided her, as
plunCing her slender head beneath the waves
she caught the scarf that was about his
neck, in her teeth, and drew his head above
the water. The scarf was thick cashmere,
and held him securely; 50 Pyscho turned
with her precious burden fast in her mouth,
swan speedily towards the shore. WHY'S
golden hair and pale face gave striking con-
trast between her jet black coat, glistening
with water, which ran in streams from both.
A crowd had collected upon tho bank,
foremost of them all stood the deacon with
claspcd hands, his white hair streaming in
the wind, and nerves stretched to the ut
most tension, ho watched the gallant ami
nal.
1t was no who received from her mouth his
darling pet, but held him only to assure
himself that his life was not extinct, and
then consigned him to his mother, who had
recovered from her swoon, and hundred
helping hands, that were readily extended
to the relief of the ltto sufferer.
With streaming eyes the good deacon turn
cd to Pysche, who stood with dropping head
and painting sides, looking very tired, but
still very much interested in the restoration
of her little friend, whom she followed with
her eyes till he was borno out ocsight. Ten
dcrly and carefully the deacon wiped the
water from her shining coat, ana then
without speaking, which he had not done
since first startled from labor by Dcnnis's
cries, he led her to his own stable.
Mr.. Hale had been absent oil this time'
and knew nothing of the accident, until on
coming in sight of the old farm house, what
was his surprise to see Pysshc standing in
the yard, covered with ono Of Mrs. saun-
ders' otter colorcd bed puts, making very
ludicrous figure, with her black head and
flowing tail in bold relief at either end.
"God bless you, Mr.. Hale" aid the dea-
con, as he wruns his pastors hand, "ior
not minding the words of foolish man.
Had you sold Pyschc, my boy would have
now been corpse"