Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1861-09-20
An 1nterestino STORY.
THE "MAKEWAKES" DOG.

Lotus his name was-Lofty we most
called him for short; but with strangers
he answered to " Mister LOTUS" nothing
less than that. Passengers and visitors
to the ship used to try and make friends
with lin in the usual coaxing way, but
be never took the least notice of them
II they had anything to say, they must
call Linn by his proper title-talk straight
out with no nonsense about good fell
fow'' or Zine old dog" or any such
phfis then he would listen respect
fully, and understand what was said, too.
| sailed in the Makewake with him
going on eight years, but Will say I ne
Yer had better shipmate. Orderly and
good natured, he never made the least
trouble, and wouldn't allow anybody else
to either, if he could help it. l don't
think he would interfere between the
officers and the crew, but when we were
bringing emigrants Lotus would always
put stop to disturbances among them
He would single out the leader in the
fight, throw him, and hold him down
until the others came to the rescue, =
Sometimes be had to throw two or three,
but the Storage soon learned to stow
shilalahs whenever Mr. LOTUS appeared
l remember one time, we were lying in
the Wellington Dock at Liverpool, taking
on lot of landowners, and the steward
had some difficulty with one. His only
argument was ropes end, aud, when
Lofty thought the poor greek had enough
he intimated as much quite plainly. But
by some means the steward contrived to
get line in his collar and to make it fast
in the main rigging; then the landowner
had to suffer. Pretty soon the dog part
ed the life with his teeth, quietly went
ashore, and rolled himself over and over
in the thick, black tide-mud-s on
board again and crawled, whole length,
int Mr.. Stewards berth After that
he wouldn't go.to market for long time,
and, on the whole. think the steward
got rather the worst Of it.
He did all our neutrality-suspicious. did,
and never once made mistake, to my
knowledge. They would try tricks with
him sometimes, but were very likely to
pay for it by loss of his custom. He was
acquainted with most of the market-men,
and if one did not treat him we'll he
would go to another.
| sailed in Stirling and Fields Line
five years before got to be first mate,
and then the very next voyage | came
near losing the number of my mess. -
While we were in Liverpool the cholera
broke out among the shipping, and we
lay in that steaming mud-hole from the
first of July until the last of August be-
fore we could get men enough to take
the craft to sea. Meantime we lost poor
Captain Hepworth-the best officer in
the line-and came pretty nigh going
to- LOTUS watched me and tended me
like true friend, and | do believe if it
hzda'i betn Cor him | never could have
pulled through, Tor there was hardly any
one to even pass cup Of water.
When the new captain came down
fsom London he called on me, and did
not like his looks at all. He was smooth
spoken enough, but his eyes were vicious,
and / felt sure we should have trouble.
lie said the ship was quite ready for sea,
an as soon as | was able we would set
ssil. Not to make further detention, |
was carried on board in a cot, and we
hauled out of dock on the next tide. In
The cabin | found another cot, beside
which young lady was sitting with a
fan, while Captain Darcy was busy pre-
pairing the state-rooms. | then learned
that our cabin passengers were an old
man named Archer and his grand
daughter Jennie.
Poor old Mr.. Archer He was far too
i'll to undertake such voyage, bus he
insisted on going with the ship, feeling
sure he should recover when the cool
Atlantic breeze began to blow. Well,
the first Sunday at sea We buried him.
Little Jennie Archer was left entirely
alone, without friend in the world save
an aunt in Brooklyn to whom she was
going. The good, strong-hearted girl
bore up bravely in that sorrowful time,
and even in her deepest grief found OPP
portunity to render me thousand kind
services. When j first began to crawl
out into the Calm, l noticed Capt. Oar
cy's evil eye 4 zen wandering towards
her with very peculiar expression that