The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1879-03-12

Very JAWS q dsath. Butas light
grew more and more hopeless, my
mindgrewactive. Albright thought
crossed it,
"If lremembef rightly, Herbert"
said |, "you used to be a great admi-
rer Of the'canine species2"
"Yes,' was the reply.
"Now," said |, u will show you a
most splendid specimen of dog; he
is as cunning as fox, and possesses
traits of character and sagacity not
unworthy of the human race. Here,
Neptune" And large, shaggy
Newfoundland dog came slowly into
the room, wagging his tail with dog
gish joy,
"That is our only errand boy," l
continued, pointing to the animal,
''and a better one could not be found.
He does our marketing daily, and
saves us deal of trouble. Such a
Sasacious creature you never beheld.
all | have to do is just to write upon
a little bit of paper whatever we
want, and the quantity, and put it
in a basket, which Neptune takes in
his mouth and presents to the butch
er 9akeror grocer, as we tell him,
and forthwith he returns with the
articles desired. Now, let me exhib.
it one of his exploits, and you shall
Judge if we'overrate his exploits
We shall want meat for our repast,
and l will send for some"
| took my pencil from my pocket
and wrote upon littlescrap of pa
per these, words:
BRowN-For heavens sake
come Immediately to my rescue. l
am completely in the power of Her
bert Stanley,.a maniac. Come with
a force sufficient to save me and cap
ture him. LAURA MORGAN"
"What have you written9" inquir-
ed Stanley, whose attention had been
for the last moment only diverted to
the dog, perhaps fearing that in spite
of my ready compliance to his wish,
es, | might play him false.
Listen" Ireplied, "and will Tread
it to you" And | held up the note
and read it.
"MR, BRowN-Please send me a
nice piece of tenderloin steak. l
have unexpected company today,
and wish to provide a dinner wor-
thy of my guest.
LAURA MORGAN"
| trembled violently as | read, for
| saw the maniac was a little suspi.
cious of me. With every movement
| was in momentary expectation that
he would snatch the paper from me
to ascertain for himself if | had in.
deed read it as it was written, and |
knew well the detection of my de-
ception would be instant DEATH
Hastily folding the note, I dropped
it into the basket, and placed it be-
fore the dog.
II believe, Mr.. Stanley" ] said,
chat you have the key of the door in
your possession. Do me the favor to
unlock it, if you please, for Neptune
to pass out"
The request was made politely, and
Stanley, equally polite, opened the
door for the dog. Hope once more
entered my heart. My dreadful sit
uation would soon be known, and
help might reach me.
A half.hour passed; Neptune had
not yet appeared. Stanley grew i'm
patient at the long delay. Again he
drew the knife from his belt.
"Let the marriage feast CO." he
said angrily. But | skillfully and
adroitly managed to draw him into
conversation upon old times, when |
was the flame of his youthful ambi;
ton, | told him several littlestories
and amusing anecdotes of my child.
hood, spoke of my early school days
and his college life, and the honors
he had won.
At last steps were heard on the pi
aaza; | distinguished my husbands
voice, and the tread Of half a dozen
men. Stanley, too, knew that voice
Its rich, meIodious tones had years
before grated harshly on his jealous
ear, springing like tiger upor
me, he shouted in a voice Of thun