The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1875-03-25


many wolves there were, and IN truth he
bad no. The time to ooual them. Ouly,
whilst defending himself against his foes
be thought Of biz poor horse aud wonder
ed whether Il had reached home safely or
was now lying victim 10 the thirsty de-
mou,. The snow beneath bis feet was
red With blood, and the shifting scene in
the pale moonlight was terrible 10 be,
bold. In luck less moment Sholto was
oyerpowered aud fell heavily to the
grouud. What would he NO, give to
have bis ha,ehet in haadi
The warm breath Of lbe hungry Assall.
ants almost burned his hsce. Nov he
felt one Of them tearing at bis throat !;
a moment more and the game would be
up.
But mol God helps those who help
themselves, aud IL matters but little what
the nature Of the struggle may he. On q
sudden Sholto heard . loud noise--an-
other, aud then new conner, breathing
hard aud maddened with courage, rushed
iu upon the scene, aud with hinty hrm-
ness fixed his sharp teeth into the neck
Of the wolf that had eyerpowered Shol.
to.
Yes, 1t was Aruo, The faithful dog,
which, noticing the return Of the horse
without its master, and as il seeutiug the
danger, had gone forth on mission Of
rescue. Sholto, thus assisted, arose on
his feet, while the wolf aud the dog
were eon,ending furiously for the mas
terry.
Next Sholto saw something which lay
glitteriug iu the snow. lie hurried to-
ward il and recovered the weapon which
had been wrested from him aud again
threw himself iuto the contest. Although
hi' clothing was soaked ia blood and his
strength was quite exhausted he lacked
no courage.
With n sturdy blow he dispatched one
wolf, whereupon companion, msugled
aud bleeding, slyly betook himself of. -
The largest aud strongest was still Crap
plng with Arno. II WAS no easy task to
rid the noble dog of his antagonist. To
be sure, Sholto continued to deal heavy
blows over the VOLTS back aud legs and
thus managed to disable him by degrees
But the position of the dog who lay
directly under his antagonist-prevented
Sholto from taking the aim that he would
have liked. Al length Arno was put to
terrible agony, and stretching out his
legs aud unoosing his hold, suffered his
head to fall backward.
The moment was npe. The hstchet
was raised, aud, with all possible force,
was buried deep in the VOLTS skull
Without groan the animal rolled over
in the snow. This was the last Of the
contest. The Thought that he was saved
fairly overcame ShoIto, and he was on
the point Of lying down to rest when the
fate Of his poor dog flashed into his
mind.
The moon had gone behind u cloud and
darkness enshrouded the scene. Sholto
groped about aud found Arno painting
and gaspiDg for breath. Perhaps he had
received mortal wound But no, that
was impossible, for dog so true and
noble could not die. lie bent over him
aud raised his head. He caressed him
tenderly aud paused when a soft hand
rested on his shoulder A familiar voice
sounded in his ear.
Whose was i'll All, shoIto could not
mistake the voice of his wife so easily,
for she it was who had braved the ter
rors of the night in search of him. You
know the rest. Tie candle guided them
homeward, aud there in that lowly cot
tage Sholto thanked God for his narrow
escape and for having bestowed upon
him a wife SO brave and loving aud a
dog so noble and true.
/ A pretty good story, Herr Gabel, only
a little romantic.
N.Y. Sis ~ )Nu Wv wv ''''NFN ~ - ~"N
ask Sholto. Even the dog Arno, whom
you just saw tagging behind his masters
heels, will way his tail in rare fashion
when questioned about The affair. The
event took place five years since. After
while Shollo wcsried OF living in n
country exposed to so many dangers aud
moved himself and family down here. .--
We thiuk, however, he will return to
Livouia some day, for he doesn't quite
fancy our ways Of living.