The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1856-09-25


he, emptying bis scantly provided SCRIP
In spite of his recent wound, the do!
was so overjoycd, that he rose from tn
ground, and attempted to express hi
gratitude by gamboling about, and ther
licking his young masters hand
You are no beauty either said
Daniel looking at his dumb friend SC
we suit each other all the better. A
love child, as they call me, and a lost
dog, are made to herd together. And
though you are such great, bony wild
looking creature, I'm sure you are d
good fellow, and brave one too. Now
follow me
The dog Immediately bounded aftel
his new master, who began to turn ovel
in his mind the name he should give
him. Robinson Crusoo took halt day
to consider by what name he should
christen his black friend, Friday bu
Daniel decided in less than five minutes
The dogs ears and muzsle being black
they decided that Blacky would be suit
able appelation.
Towards evening, Daniel returned to
the farm, at which he happened to be
employed just then and after putting
his cattle into the stable, he sat down to
cat his supper with the rest of the house
WHAT'S that great dog that's follow
ing you > asked an old ploughman.
Get out, you nasty brute you look
like a wolf cried one of the women
hiding her face with her hands.
Like bear, you mean,' exclaimed
one Of the farm.servants, snatching hold
of a gun, to frighten away the Intruder.
Gently, Gervase,' cried Daniel. let
ting fall his tin spoon on his plrte if
you turn Blacky away, you turn me
away too.
Then, taking up his wallet and stick
he left the room, followed by his dog
Away these two went, without either
pudding or pcnse, and were not seen any
more in that part Of the country, having
taken the direction leading to district
between Montlucon and St. Armand -
The little boy supported himself and his
fouriooted frieni by hunting and fishing
while Blacky guarded him faithfully
when he went to sleep under the canopy
OF heaven.
A pedlar once offered to purchase
him, and asked the boy what he would
take for him.
Il wouldn't take his weight Of gold,
replied Daniel.
In that part of lie Beurbonnais which
mcrges into the province Of Bcrri, lies
a charming valley, watered by small
torrent called the Parqucttc. During
nine months Of the year, the waters of
the streams arc sufficiently abundant to
turn the wheels of a well-know water
mill, whose owner would consequently
be sure to thrive. Daniel one day ap
peared at the threshold of the mill with
a canvass bag in his hand, just as the
miller was measuring corn
Do you want bit of bread ? askcc
the latter. We never refuse crus
ever to trampers like YOURSELF
Master Mealman,' answered DAME
proudly, may be poor, but | am no
beggar, for all that
Then what do you want here p
Merely to be allowed to fish for crabs
in the stream yonier, below the mill
and to pass through your fold
Pass through my field, and fish wha
you like, you little rogue, said the mil
ler; 'only mind that sort Of bear tha
follows ysu don't get into the farm
yard, or the ugly brute would frightcu al
the women folks
Yeu call Rlacky an ugly brute, be
cause you don't know his worth, Master
Mealman,' said the boy. Why he's
gentler than any of the doves in your
dove cot.'
He then went down the field, and
made his preparations for fishing.
At few yards distance, the miller s
little boy and girl we're playing on the
bank of the torrent, which owing to a
storm tn. day before, had been swollen
by several tributary rivulets that flowed
into the Paquerctte. While attempting
to snatch at a branch Of willow floating