The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1877-08-30

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- joel Stacy, 81. Nicholas Jor September.
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,r-,i The fire burns cheerily on the hearth,
- the great logs crackle and flare up the
~. wide chimney, up which II Is my wont
:. to say you could drive q coach and
four, i draw my chair nearer to 1t
=. with shiver. "What a nightw /
az %. Els IL still showing ?" asks my wife,
,.swh0 sits opposite to me, her books and
q work ON the table beside her.
East. You can scarcely see yard
before you.p,ss
Heaven help any poor creature on
the moor tonight ~ says she.
"Who wouldventure out ? It began
showing before dark, aud all the peO-
pie about know the danger Of being
benighted on the moor in snow
Storm"
yes But i have known of people
being frozen to death hereabouts before
now" fdAff as oEt
My wife is Scotch, and this pleasant
house in the Highlands is hers. We
are trying to winter In 1t for the. first
TIME, and Ifind IL excessively cold and
somewhat dull. Mentally decide
thst, in future we will only grace it
with our presence during the shooting
season. Presently go to the window
and look out; it has ceased showing,
and through rift i'm the clouds 1 see
q star. ~
"It is beginning to clear" tell my
wife, and also inform her that 1t Is
past eleven. AS she lights her candle
,,eat side-table hear whining and
ryscratching ut the front door.
~ eThereis Laddie loose again." says
she. would you let him in, dear ?"
Ibid not like facing the cold wind,
. Tut could not refuse to let In the poor
animal. Strangely enough, when I
opened the door and called him he
!, wouldn't come. He runs up to the
> door and looks into my face with dumb
= entreaty; then he runs back few steps,
~ looking around to see IL 1 am follow
Ing: and finally, he, takes my coat In
his mouth and tries to draw me out.
~ "Laddie won't come in" call out
- TO my wife. ION the contrary, he
seems to want me to go out and have q
game of SNOWFALL with him."
She throws a shawl round her and
- ECohAeS W tnc uOoT. 1hc Coihc was
! -hers before we were married, and she
Is almost as fond of him, tell her, as
. she Is of Jack, our eldest boy.
"Laddie, Laddie!" she calls, "come
. lin, sir.n He comes obediently at her
call, but refuses to enter the house, and
pursues the same dumb pantOmime he
has already tried on me.
y 3, II shall shut him out, Jessie" / say.
y as'A,nightin the snow won't hurt him"
and I prepared to close the door.
"YOu will do nothing OF the kind J"
she replies, with an anxious look; but
you will rouse the servants at once and
follow him. Some one Is lost In the
snsnow, and Laddie knows It,"
I laugh. Really Jessie, you are
absurd. I.addie is q sagacious animal,
no doubt, but i cannot believe he is as
clever rs that. How can he possibly
know whether any one is lost or not"
- fs"Because he has found them and
come back to us for help. Look at
him nOw.u
L cannot but own that the dog seems
restless and uneasy, and Is evidently
5 sendeavoring to coax us to follow him |;
lie looks at us with pathetic entreaty
in his eloquent eyes. "Why won't
you believe me 2" he seems to ask.
Come" she continues; "you know
possibility of fellow-creature want
i--fngF your assistance. And am GER
..r,tain Laddie IL not deceiving U.S."
.s~s What Is q poor hen-pecked man to
:. do? / grumble and resist and yield as
have often grumbled and resisted
-i-and yielded before, and as doubtless
shall do again.
"Laddie once found q man in the
snow before, but he was dead, Jessie
says, ms she hurries off to fill flask
with brandy, and get ready some blan-
kets for us to take with us. In the
.lneantime Iros1se the servants. They
are all Englisb, with the exception Of
ih@v sfe Scoiiineiy skepticai Of Lad
d(eb sagaci&y, and ihwardly disguised
Ahav1Hr tdturn out Of their warm
FVedsi II lace the bitter winters' night.
Ina tfoubls yourselves,n Iihear
81 odd d1puu1d say. 1.-THE mistress is
IL rigl Nth. Anld Laddfe Is clever
Ter Istn money Christisn, and will
VOn/6onnethiD9 in thesnaw thisnight."
Nnpon't sit up, Jen6ie, = j say, as we
sts(t Fsswe may Sc out half The night
ON this 'wild-goose chase"
Follow Laddie closely" Is the only
answer she makes. 80 - " = - sz.
The dog springs forward with D joy
GUS bark, constantly looking back to
see IL we are following. AS we pass
ON tothe moor, the moon struggles for
Va moment through the driving clouds
and lights up with asickly CLEAN the
sn0w-clad country before us. " It's
like hunting for a needle in bundle Of
hay, sir, says John the coachman,
confidentiaIiy," to think a. we should
find anybody on such o night as this
Why, in some places the snow is more
than o couple o. feet thick, and It goes
- again reason to think that o dumb
ssaDimaf would have the sense to como
home and fetch help" ~" enr. :,
90 Bide a, wee, hide . wee" says old
'ai Donald. I'll dinna ken what your
Eenglisb dogs can \ do but q collie,
though .llti has ma been pleasing to
. Providence to give the creatur the gift
% speech, can do Ilnony mair things
,Istkah them that wad tlerIde II. "'s'i's {.
81 amt deriding Of 'em," says
NJ John. only say 90 how II they be
~ 10 very clever Toe never seen IT," b
no !" Ye wull, though, We wull, says old
31 Donald, rs he hurried forward after
n Laddie, who has now settled down into
" = swinging trot, and Is taking his way
I. bleak moor. The cold wind almost
IN cuts us in two, and whirls the snow
y INTO our faces, nearly binding us. My
X Anger-tips are becoming numbed,
u kcicles hang from my moustache and
beard, and my feet and Len ere soaking
owets evpn thfoufgh my 6h0Q(1Dg boots
and stout leather leGu
..ss9lse moon llse goh9 q acaln and the
ssyLrbt from the l6p(orn No cry IL
!. ~ - \ oient to1f - ~ 1>obal-
'.iitles I'm the heie ~ NOV by
!, {iich W. are gu4bs| ~. 1
Z, begfnt 20 wish / he'd - - - nome.
Lhomnse propose, n1ufs td Femme
dispose" sigh 70 myself; and ,s,,,,, begin e !,