The weekly mountain Democrat. [volume] (Placerville, El Dorado County, Calif.) 1861-1862, 1862-08-16
From " London Society"
The Romance of the NViry-Haired
Terrier.
ATALE OF VILLAGE SOCIETY.
CHAPTER |.

Saint Francis Of Assist, that most low.
ing Of men, when walking in the forests,
used sometimes, tout of the very exuber-
ance Of his admiration of God for all the
....M5 VI An infinite goodness and beauiy
which he discerned about him) to apos-
trophiZe the birds, beasts and insects as
his brethren was mentioning this
one day to neighboring parson-a staunch
Protestant who only .just allows the title
Of saint to the apostles themselves. We
two were walking like ST. Francis, in a
wood; it was the shortest cut from my
village to the railway. was aston,
ished to find my somewhat thin arm
suddenly in the .Sl!' -. * >;,uit,eY
Westman's iron like and massive hand.
1t was clutch that arrested me whether
| would or mott was compelled to stand
still.
N'fhcr; sdils ID; >i'iSns ese <ctfn 'of a
young beech with hi, knotty thorn-stck,
and bringing down a Sil0Wer Of b. igk,
drops upon Us b0;h-'Then Francis OF
ASslS> rcdccmS thousand of them. They
are our brethren-a least one lot of beasts,
dogs are-of that I'm sure
We'll, said |, laughing, i know a
good many hercsics are delivered Sunday
after Sunday, from Becsham pulpit, but |
never guessed that thiS-what Shall call
:-Franciscan Pantheism was among
them
| believe answered he, 'to your dis,
grace, tacre is N4lg 0ae 9as an your
premises, and he is the gardeners, and
not voIrS'
Report says that there are twenty on
your premises. In keeping such ken
mel, you TO doubt delude yourself that
you are mlnisterng to the necessities oI
/ Ike brethren. The next time you iulmi-
nate against candles on the altar shall
repay you by taking for my text St. Paur>
excellent advice in Philippians, iii, .
Beware Of dogs. -
Report is an awful liar. Report actu.
ally says that Il whole series Of young
ladies have been engaged to me, and have
broken the engagement, one and all, solely
because they could not stand the test
Love me, love my dogs.
! May some one quickly come, said !,
with whom the iatness Of your bencfcc
/ viii outweigh the noise and plague of
your ktnael.
After Ne had continued such banter for
some distance, WestInan stopped it by
crying:
~ ell, well, all that | say Of dogs wilI
) Substantive. have seen a deg express
feelings which most Of Us thiuk solely and
peculiarly human.
/ Tell ne when and where
/ 4 was walking one day from Beesham
to the station. II was too wet to 20 thro'
the wo,l>, 50 went by Ea>ton uill-
When ! had reached the top of the hill, |
heard the melancholy howling of a dog in
I pain aud to a dog lover, let me tell you,
that is one Of the most grievouS sounds in
c'catlon, what You might call, in your
Grcgorau argou. the tonNS miserfb Iissi-
mUv. ] saw at the bottom If the hill one
OF Farmer Joycc's olive wagons, standing
sill The carter and his boy We're stoop-
nY to the ground, looking at something
very intrntly. Su | saw at once that some
/ poor creature had been run over by them.
When came up to them found that the
carter was Old sam Evans, the Rantcr
/ preacher. sam always remembers his
. profession in the midst Of his business.
80, touching lis hat to mc, he said
Its mercy it havcnt a soul, sir, to 90
out Of the world 50 sudden with all its
sins on its head
{ AT tins speech the boy gave me sort
Of wink and Shrug. On the strength Of
( his coming to the Sunday school and be-
ing regularly at church, hc SUPPOSED there
was fellowship of sentiment between
myself AID him, 10 which Sam, :4S q Meth
odi>t, was an alien.
The dog was nearly at its last grasp.
made no answer to Sans sermon, or the
lads criticism Of it, but stood by silently
and watching the poor creature die 1t
was u little wiry haired Scotch terrier. |
Shall never forget its last look. No soul,
indeed: 1t was full Of nothing but soul.
1t express, | the most deeply felt remorsc
at thus dying and leaving its duty un-
done. II seemed to say, If could but
live only V just long enough to fulfil the
task ! am sent to do
Stop, stop cried; Give me tine to
breathe. What man but you ever read
such complaint in the face Of dog -
And, pray, how do you know that his eyes
expressed that and nothing else = What
duty had this wise dog left undonc?'
If you had been patient, you would
have heard. When the poor creature had
given its last move, and lay quite still, |
lifted j: up tcndcrly, as we ought to
touch everything that is dead. Turning
over its head, saw folded piece of pa
per tucked inte its collar, just under the
neck. opened it; there were these Sew
en- words in gIrl's handwriting-'Uy
o,cn dear-I WW. ! uW.' These few
words, teidng 50 Httfe, yet so mnch; ; the
hiding Of them under the dog collar; the
uurcckoned death of the faithful mes>en-
ger; the extraordinary look which | saw
in the dogs eyes-ail affected me strange
iy, and said TO old Sam-
Perhaps, Sam, he has as much soul as
you have
Which hcreSy Sam no doubt di>proycd
III his next sermon. If SO, the schiSmatic
for once was truer teacher than the or
thodoX. How long ago was that?
About niue months But must run
See, there is the steam shooting upward
behind Barker o"d the train Is only
u mile from the station; good,bye.'
walked OF alone until came to the
Croft Farm. There, in the doorway, knelt
Mrs. Dawes, II woman who is always neat,
and nearly always cross, scrubbing vigor-
ously She was most likely re-cleaning
what her servant hau already cleaned.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Dawes, said |.
Did see you at church last Sunday
No, sir, believe not, she answered,
rising; and wiping her hands in her apron
she gave me three half-dried fingers
There's so much vexation and trouble,
sir, one can't go out as one would wish.
There was one Of Sir Walters foxes come
on Saturday night and took off my gan
der
Indeed am sorry to hear it. could
not exactly see, however, why this should
have kept the farmers wife from church,
both morning and afternoon. But she