Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-04-14

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there any security for surviving lie and
property, eh2 What's your opinion, Judg,
as fair-minded legislator"
OF course there was no response. Yet
it was part of the Doctors system of ag-
gravation to be COME discursive at these
moments in the hope of interruption, and
he continued for some moments to dwell
Oh the terrible possibility of state Of
affairs in which gentleman could no
longer settle a dispute with an enemy
without being subjected to succeeding
spiritual embarrassment. But all this
depression fell upon apparently inatten
tive ears.
Well, si7, after the murder, the cabin
| stood for long time deserted and ten
antless. Popular opinion was against it.
One day ragged prospector, savage
with hard labor and harder luck, came
to the camp, looking for a place to live
and chance to prospect. After the boys
had taken his measure, they concluded
he'd already tackled SO much in the way
Of difficulties that ghost more or less
wouldn't be of much account. they sent
him to the haunted cabin. He had big
yellow dog with him, about as ugly and
as savage as himself, and the boys sort O.
congratulated themselves, from practic-
al view point, that when they were CIV
ing the old ruffian shelter, they were
helping IN the cause Of Christianity
against ghost and goblings. They had
little faith in the old man, but went their
whole ON the dog. That's where they
were mistaken.
"The house stood almost 800 feet from
the nearest cave, and on dark nights, be-
ing in hollow, was as lonely as if it had
been on the top Of Shasta. If you ever
saw the spot when there was just moon
enough to bring out the little surround
ing cumps OF chaparral until they looked
like connecting figures, and make the
bits OF broken quartz glisten like skulls,
you begin to understand how big con-
tract that man and that yellow dog un
dertook.
''They went into possession that after
noon, and old Hard Times set out to
cook his supper. When it was over he
sat down by the embers and lit his pipe.
the yellow dog lying at his feet. Sud
denly Rap! rap! comes from the door
Come in, says the man gruffly. Rap!
again. Come in and be ID to YOU,
says the man, who has no idea of getting
up to open the door. But no one respond
ed, and the next moment smash goes the
only sound pane in the only window.
Seeing this old Hard Times gets up, with
the devil in his eye and revolver in his
hand, followed by the yellow dog with
every tooth showing, and swings open the
door. No one is here! But as the man
opened the door that yellow dog, which
had been SO clipper before, suddenly be-
gins to crouch and step backward, step
by step, trembling and shWering, and at
last crouches down in the chimney, with.
out even SO much as looking at his master.
The man slams the door shut again, but
there comes another smash. This time
it comes from inside the cabin, and it
isn't until the man looks around and sees
everything quiet that he gets up without
speaking and makes dash TOR the door,
and tear around outside the cabin like
mad, but finds nothing but silence
and darkness. Then he comes back
swearing and calls the dog. But that
great yellow dog that the boys would
have staked all their money on, is crouch
| ing under the bunk, and has to be dragged
lies there, his eyes starting from their
sockets; every limb and muscle qulver-
ing with tear, and his very hair drawn up
in bristling ridges. The man calls him
to the door. He drags himself q few
steps, shifts, and refuses to go further.
The man calls him again with an oath
and threat. Then, what does that yellow
dog do? He crawls edgewise toward the
door, crouching himself against the bunk
til! he's tiatter than knife blade; then,
half way, he stops. Then that Id
yellow dog begins to walk gingerly
lifting each foot in the air, one after the
other, still trembling in every limb.
Then he stops again. Then he crouches.
Then he gives one little shuddering leap
not straight forward, but up--clearing
the floor about six inces, as if"
"Over something" interrupted the
Judge, hastily, lifting himself on his
elbow.
The Doctor stopped instantly. 'Juap,"
he said coolly, to one of the Mexican
packers, ''quit foolln' with that riata.
You'll have that stake out and that mule
loose in another minute. Come over this
| way!'
The Mexican turned a scared, white
face TO the Doctor, muttering something.
and let go the deer-skin hide We all up
raised our voices with one accord, the
Judge most penitently and apo.ogetically,
and implored the Doctor to go on. tIll
shoot the first man who interrupts you
again" added Thornton, persuasively
But the doctor, with his hands languid-
~ under his head, had lost his interest.
"Well, the dog ran off to the hills. and
neither the threats nor cajoleries of his
master could ever make him enter the
cabin again. The next day the man left
the camp. What time is it? Getting on
to shutdown, amt it? Keep off my leg,
will you2 you d. ID Greaser, and stop
tumbling round there! Lie down.
But we knew that the doctor had not
completely finished his story, and we
waited patiently for the conclusion. Mean
while, the old, gray silence Of the woods
again asserted itself-but shadows were
now beginning to gather in the heavy
beams IN the root above, and the dim aisles
seemed to be narrowing and closing in