Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1871-02-10

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asked.
1.-TWO dollars" said the Oldest, at ven
ture, and then opened his eyes in astonish-
ment, as much at his own audacity as st
my silence-which seemed to imply assent
to his extortion. ta-
You see, l had opened the cage, and
bunny had slipped out, scrambled up on
my arm, and lodged himself close around
my neck, where lay with his little head
tucked under my chin. How could let
the little thing goY so gave the boy his
two dollars, for which he generously of
fered TO leave the cage-which offer de-.
clined, Intending to make house-dog of
bunny. The sagacity, gentleness and play
fulness of little Fritz are beyond all de-
| scription though his bump of destructive
ness, must acknowledge, was also very
largely developed He was still young,
and l could keep him on a window-siu
quite safely, till felt sure of his attach
mentto me, and his disinclination to make
his escape. The window-sill and the open
window remained his favorite post to the
end of his life; though, when he grew
| older, he would occasionally jump from my
bedroom window, in the second story,
to the grass and flower-beds below. lie
had not been in the house more than
a week befoIe he followed me about like
a dog, and took his place close by me at
the table, eating and drinking anything /
had mind to offer him. He drank coffee
out of a cup, and ate the meat | gave him
holding it in his paws, as little children
hold q strip of meat In their hands-nib-
bling and sucking IL with great gusto.
cannot conceal that the woodwork,
the furniture, and all the books, through
out the house, soon displayed ragged
edges and torn surfaces and mother (who
had tasen up her abode with us), who
punished Fritz for his depredations some
times, was held in high disfavor by him
in consequence. When l was not at
home, he would hardly allow her to
touch him, and would hide under the pill
lows on my bed, at her approach, barking
and scolding with great vehemence. To
me he never said an "unlind word !" on
the contrary, could hardly secure myself
from his caresses. Sometimes l would
place him on the top of tall cupboard or
high wardrobe, to get him away from un
der my feet but the moment passed any
where within reaching. distance, he would
fly down on me, and, settling on my hand,
face, or shoulder, would fall to licking my
face, and nibbling at my ears and nose, to
assure me of his favor | fear / have
slaTped him more than once for marking
my face with his little sharp claws, when
making one of these sudden descents. At
night, he slept under my pillow and early
in the morning he would creep out, nibble
at my eyelids, and switch me with his
bushy tail. Without opening my eyes,
would reach out for handful of nuts
opened and placed within reach the night
beforehand with these he would amnse
himself for a long while, always cleaning
his face and paws after disposing of his first
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but, of warm nights, when went to bed late,
| would carry his little drinking-cup to
him, filed with ice-water. Half asleep,
sometimes with his eyes closed, he would
take long drink; but never once, of all
those nights, did he return to his pillow
without first gratefully passing his little
tongue over the hand that held him. That
he knew it was my hand, am quite GER
tain; for if the Captain ever attempted to
touch him, in the middle of the night,
when Fritz was ever so sound asleep, he
would Immediately start up with asnarl
and snap at the Captain fingers; whereas,
If Thrust my hand under the pillow, in the
dead of night, he would lick it and rub
his nose against it,
With nothing but little basket to carry.
him in, took him with me for journey
on Mississippi steamer. | left him in
tuC udshttI hulc iOOhluS dltCI NY Jag
gage but when | returned to my state
room, he suddenly jumped on my head
from above, having eaten his way out
through the lid of the basket, and climbed
to the top berth. The stewardeSs ON the
steamer tried to steal him, when near port,
but Fritz had made such good use of his
sharp claws and teeth that she was fain to
own: She had Ony wanted to tech the
lilly bunny-hadnt wanted to hurt IN,
I all"
1t makes me sad, even now, to think of
the closing scene of Fritz's short but, let
me hope, happy life. One day lady, the
mother of a terrible little boy, had come to
spend the day with us, and soon dis
covered that either Fritz or the little boy
must be Gagged "up and away" So, pre-
tending to be afraid that the boy might
get hurt, but in reality fearing only for
Fritz's welfare, | carried the squirrel up
into the lumberroom, where l brought
to him nuts without number, apples sugar,
crackers, and water to bathe in and drink
from. There was a pane broken out of
the window sash, but this covered with
piece of pasteboard, and then went down
to entertain the lady and her detestable
little boy. Seated at the window, not long
after, saw an urchin come running
around the next corner, and, when barely
within speaking distance, he shouted at
the top of his voice: Say, Missis, they's
got him, round here in the cooper yard,
and he's dead-the squirrel" he added, in
explanation.
Though by no means IN a toilet repre-
senting "street dress'-in fact, with only
one slipper on-I started off on run, and
never stopped till my youthful mentor
pointed to circle of men and boys, gath
cred around an object lying on the ground.
1t was Fritz writhing in the last agonies of
death, while the boys were calling each
others attention 10 the poor little body.
In u moment, was among them, and had
lifted Fritz in my arms, and held him to
my face. -,
anger struggling in my heart; which of
you little brutes killed the poor, harmless
thing?"
The little ragamuflin who had led me to
the spot, pointed to two boys making in
elfectual attempts to hide long stick, they
were carrying behind them.
"They was a-hitting IN like fury, and
then runned to tell you please, Missis,
gimme a dime"
Poor little Fritz! He knew me, even in
the death struggle; for he passed his
tongue over my hand once more, just be-
fore the last convulsive shudder ran
through his body, and his little limbs
grew stiff and cold l don't feel in the
least, ashamed to own that cried-cried
many tears--cried bitterly; and l felt
dreadfully lonesome when l woke up at
night, aud, from sheer force of habit, put
my hand under my pillow, without finding
Fritz there OpeylGad A0athy
f-~T-r-s-s -
THE Boston 1raDeller saysi "A lady
who had been boarding at Southern
Hotel, among sick and dying Northern
people, writes indignantly to her friends
about the cruelty Of sending hopeless in
valids away from the convenience and com
forts of home, TO suffer and die among
strangers, without any home comforts and
alleviations And yet, physicians are con
tinually doing this same thing. Having
patient for whom they can do nothing,
they send him South, with the delusiye
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