The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1872-03-21

lying on their backs, struck by Kyht,inx.
The iron wire Of their cage had probably
attracted the electric fluid.
The strangest among his numerous q.
nine pets was a spaniel, called Zamore, IN.
pretending in figure and color, but renArka-
bic for his extraordinary eccentricitles. He
hated the fair sex; he accepted all their
favors and caresse., but he ignored their
wishes haughtily, never obeying nor follow
ing them. He attached himself exclusively
to the authors father, whom be worshipped
silently, soberly, never taking his eyes from
him for moment, and following him step
by step, without looking right or left. He
never INDUCED in the slightest gau1bol, but
appeared, at all times and in a.. plscea.
calm, philosophic, and most ridicnlously
solemn. And yet he concealed under this
austere demeanor a most extraordinary
passion. An accident revealed it to hin.
self and to the world.
Lying at his masters feet, be was one
morning startled by the sudden explosion
of sambourine and a fife before the vim
dow: he jumped upon the window-sill, aud
remained there as if petrihed. In the
street WAS a number of trained dogs,
dressed up as noblemen, troubadours, or
Turks, as Swiss shepherdesses and old
marchionesses, acl ording to sex They
walked on Their hid legs, they bowed and
courtesied, they danced and pirouettcd.
Zamore stared, and at that moment proba-
bly, said to himself, Il also am an artist"
He rushed out. he tried to raise himself
on his hind-legs, and attempted to join the
company Of learned brethren, but the
owner cut him with his whip, and drove
him ANONYMOUSLY away. From that hour
Zamore's peace of mind was gone; he be.
came more morOse than ever, and refused
even to eat. Soon strange noise Was
heard at night, in vacant room where
Zamore used to sleep in an old easy chair.
After many guesses, one Of the authors
sisters at last ventured to investigate the
matter, and. when she opened the door
cautiously, she beheld, in the pale moon
light, a most extraordinary sight. There
was Zamore on his hind-legs, beating the
air with his fore-legs. and practising the
steps he had admired in the street An
this was not passing fancy. He learnei
to dance but only by dint of much harl
labor and severe study. No sooner Was
the tumbourine aud fife heard below, than
he rushed down into the street, and, With
watchful eye, observed the graceful steps
OF his fellow artists; when night came, he
retired to his quiet room, and there prac-
tlsed what he had seen. The author and
his friends went again and again to the
halt-opened door, and witnessed the strange
performance. But stranger scene was
still TO come. One fine morning the ser.
wants OF the house saw, to their utter
amazement, that some fifteen or twenty
dogs of the neighborhooi had squeezed
through the iron railing which separated
the ample courtyard from the street, and
formed kind of circle around smooth
place. on which Zamore was gravely per.
forming his best steps. Soon the outside
pubic became more numerous, and, when
the eccentric animal sank down exhausted,
after having shown off All his acquire
mcntS, he was warmly applauded by 40
enthusiastic audience Of men and dogs
His accomplishments did not change his
nature, however; he remained AZ solemn
and atrabilious at he had been before, and
died soon after Of brain fever, probably the
effect Of an attempt to learn the schot-
tlSche, which was just then becoming the
fashion. The author proposed to cree.
over his grave monument with the in
Scrlption, copied from the tomb Of f..
nous danscuse: 80 Earth, rest lightly on
me, rs have ever rested lightly GU thee -