The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1874-05-07
a Brave Dog.

AT one of the Newfoundland fisheries a
boat and crew trying to enter small har-
Dor found themselves outside a long line of
breakers, in great peril The wind and
weather had changed since the boat went
out in the morning, and getting back safely
seemed doubtful. The people on shore saw
the danger. Among the crowd was Il large
dog, which seemed fully alive to the peril
of the boat and the anxiety of those on shore.
He watched the boat, surveyed the break
ers, and appeared to think as earnestly as
anybody, "What can be done?'
At last he boldly plunged into the angry
waters and swan to the boat The crew
thought he wanted to join them, and tried
to take him aboard. No, he would not go
within their REACH but swan around, diving
his head and snutfing, as in search of some
thing.
"Give him the end ofthe rope" cried one
of the sailors, divining what was in the
poor dogs brain; ''that's what he wants"
A rope was thrown out; the dog seized
the end in an instant, turned around and
made straight for the shore, where not long
aftcr--thanks to the intelligence and sagaci-
ty of Tiger-the boat and crew were landed
safe and sound.
The other dog Nutcrackers, belonged to
distinguished Scotch minister, DIR Guthrie,
who writes the story himself. Bob" al
ways went TO church with his master. His
place was the top pulpit stair.
BOB.
He was magnificent Scotch dog of great
size brave as, or rather Drawer than lion.
lie had but one bad habit when had him
to see a cat was to fly at it. This ended
in his worrying to death favorite grim
ankin belonging to neighbor, and the cat
astrophe raised formidable commoton
saw that must part with Bob or impair
my usefulness; so, with many regrets,
sent him to Brechn, fifteen miles off.
There, early on the following Sunday
morning, Bob was observed with head and
tail erect and res lutte purpose in every
look and movement, taking his way to my
brothers house. My brothers wife, struck
with his air, said to one of her daughters,
who laughed at the idea; There is Bob,
and I'll wager he is Off to Arbialto !!
Whether he had kept the road, or gone by
some path across the country, know not
but when was leaving the church, about
one o'clock, | was met by the beadle, with
his old face lighted up with an unusual ex-
| preston Of glee, and exclaimng-for my
dog and Johnny had always been fast friends
| -"l on mauna put nm ava, minister,
though he should worry a'the cats in the
parish!'
On going to the manse found Bob outside
the gate, as fiat and motionless as if he had
been stone dead. 1t was plain he knew as
well as | did that he had been banished
and had returned without leave, and was
liable to be hanged, drowned, shot, or 9TH
erwise punished at my will. ! went up to
him and stood over him for while in ST.
lence. lie lay as if he had been killed and
nattened by a heavy roller, only that, will
his large beautiful eyes half-shut, he kept
winking and looking up in my face with Q
most pitiful and pleading expression.
"Though ! might not go the length OF
old Johnny in making free of all the cat:
in the parish, there was no resisting the
dumb but eloquent appeal, l gave way
and exclaimed in cheerful tones, "Is thi,
you, Bob?" In an instant knowing that h,
was forgiven, he rose at one bound into tn,
air, circling round and round me, and il
his joy, leaping nearly over my head"
"Thats first-rate. We will call on yot
often, Doctor if Bob is specimen Of you
store. What do you say Nutcrackers.