Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1862-02-05
@AOrfester QaiIp SPY.
DOG STORIES.
CARLO.

the house. The name was in regard to the
sex, inappropriate =; it should have had fem.
mime appellative. But what's in Il name She
was beauty; very knowing and very cum
ming, as We children said and all of us be-
came strongly attached to her. She was black
and tan, with eyes bright as diamonds, and
ears cropped, SO as to give them, when erect,
most knowing and earnest look. 1t were
supertiuous TO state how many caresses she
daily received while her tavOrs were in re-
turn distributed freely and impartially. The
first inquiry on coming from school was, where
Is Carlo Then commenced a system caresses
accompanied by a dog-colloquy, which she
seemed to understand, at least, so we thought,
and which, to the best of her ability, she recip.
rocated. Playful as a kitten, she bounded
about the house, upstairs and down, seeking
one here and another there, invading even our
bedrooms to greet us in the morning and to
say good night TO us at evening. We were
not accustomed to take her abroad, fearing
some mishap, especially as she had not attain
ed hei full size. We feared she might be lost
IN the street, or set upon by other larger dogs.
But that which we feared came upon us.
Oae afternoon my mother, having some err
rands in the dry goods line, took me with her,
partly to keep me out of mischief and partly
as company, and when we reached the place
OF dry go0ds stores, which was considerable
distance from our home, who should we see at
our heels but our pet dog. She had in steal
thy manner watched our outgoing and deter
mined to make one of the escort. In and out
we went, exploring the goods of L know not
how many stores, until it got 10 be quite dark
when we set out on our return. But where
was Carlo Gone, yes, missing. So back we
went with haste and anxiety; but our search
was In vain. l need not say what were our
feelings and our talk on our way home with
out our pet We solaced ourselves, however.
with the idea, that getting tired, she had gone
home before us. We expected to see her
bright eyes and hear her bark when we aTiv~
ed. But alas she was nowhere to be found
Such screaming and crying took place as
were BETTING the loss of member OF the fam
lily
The next day the search was renewed but
without success. AT length she was given up
as lost, and as under all human trials, other
objects gradually eface the images OF grief,
we began to forget the calamity. Still, tor a
long time the hearthstone seemed desOlate
without her presence, and often some little
circumstance would bring her kindly to our
recollection.
year from this time of sadness, my moth
er, with me by her side as aforetime, went
over very much the same ground in her shop
ping. Store after store we again explored
q, certain
store, when the lamps were being lighted, a
dog came suddenly upon us, first upon my
mother and then upon me, tearing at us as if
mad. He licked our feet and strOve hard to
get at our faces, whining meanwhile in most
afecIiOnate tones. My mother was Of course
alarmed, and the storekeeper intertered call
ing imperatively for the dog TO desist. 1t was
quite scene. Nothing could keep down the
dog. AT length l discovered the secret. 1t
was our long lost dog. With a shout OF JOY l
embraced the pet. Though she had grown.
yet her face and expression were the same.
The story was this, as told by the dry-goOds
man "A year ago., said he, this dog was
found asleep behind my counter. Supposipg
it must be lost, tried to drive her out, tank
ing she would find her way home. But she
was determined to remain, and seemed as if
waiting for somebody to return to the store.
We accordingly resolved to keep her until the
owner should come and claim her. We never
could get her away, except for a very short
time from her chosen retreat behind the coun-
ter. There she had two fine pups, and per-
forms the part of a mother to them. Still she
always has seemed on the look for her or
ignal owner and master. Evidently at length
her wish is granted. She is your dog with
out any doubt But how shall we get her
home was now the question. viii she for
sake her pups ? NO fear, said the man, but
that she will follow YOU And SO it proved
She not only followed us, but went betora us,
taking the most direct route to her former
home, looking back each moment, as much as
to say, you'll not lose me again. The affect
tomato brute had waited for US it that store
one whole year-a long time in dogs life
and perhaps had said to herself, why are they
so long in coming? But finding herself sep.
arated from us, why did she not at first trace
her way home Generally dogs would have
taken this course. But her policy differ
erent AS she had never been away from
home before, she distrusted her power to
scent her way back and so determined to
await our return. Now that we were with
her her sefreliance returned, and by that
memory which instinct gives in so remarkable
degree In the canine species, she actually
went before US to the very door. Y es she
had waited for us whole year, and now her
face was turned to vision. Her first love re
turned in all its fervor, SO as even to overcome
her maternal instinct, for, leaving her pups,
she never seemed TO send thought after
them
Need say there was joy il that house,
when the lost one made her appearance
"She is found Carlo is found !" rang through
the house. What unulterabIe delight, what
shouts of joy And she, rushing from room
to room, saluted each member Of the family
as she had us, tearing at them with frenzied
JOY. AT length we Gained down somewhat
to listen to The story Of her recovery But the
dog could not be stilled. From room to room
she went, up and down stairs, whining pite-
ously, as ii something were wanting to COM
pete her happiness, 1t was sugges ted that
she was looking for the older brother And
so it proved, for when he came in, another
display of vehement affection took place and
han cd nd avl, ,l,. ~
down on the rug and sank into a profound
siumbeI. She remained with us as the pet of
the house, until the dog law was enacted
when, for safe keeping, We sent her into the
country, where, to our deep regret, she was
run over by loaded wagon and killed.
EUREKA.
young brother in law and myself started
one fine July morning, on long pedestrian
tour. Crossing the Hudson at Catskill we in.
tended to reach Hunter, village in the noun
tains, that night There is broad plateau of
several miles ere you begin perceplibly to as
cend. 1t is rather succession Of terraces,
crowned at length by the lofty and almost AL.
pine range. Soon after leaving the town of
Catsklll, aud few miles from it, we noticed
large, shaggy, white dog, apparently dspos
ed to be one OF our company. "Whose can
he be ?" was the Inquiry Perhaps he has lost
his way, thought we and so expecting he
would soon turn off, we took but little notice
of him. But he trudged along at our side or
close upon our heels, giving an occasional
glance as II to curry fayOr expecting We would
recognize him as fellow traveller We made
strenuous efforts to drive him back but no, he
would stop awhile and then trot toward us,
wagging his tail, saying by his look, Gentle
men, it's of no use-I am your friend and
have made up my mind to accompany you"