Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-06-12
FAITHFUL UNTO DEATH.

FAITHFUL UNTO DEATH.
The fire burns cheeriiy on the hearth,
the great logs crackle and flare up the
wide chimney, up which it is my wont to
say you could drive a coach and-four.
draw my chair nearer to it, with SILVER.
What night" say
''Is it still snowingP" asked my wife,
who sits opposite to me, her books and
work on the table beside her.
EAST. You can scarcely see yard be-
fore you"
"Heaven help any poor creature on the
moor Tonight says she.
.'Who would venture out 1t began
showing before dark, and all the people
about know the danger of being benight-
ed on the moor in a snow-storm."
Eyes. But l have known people
frozen to death hereabouts before now. {"
Ny wife is Scotch, and this pleasant
house in the Highlands is hers. We are
trying winter in it for the first time,
and L find it excessively cold and some
what dull. Mentally l decided that in
the future we will only grace it with our
presence during shooting seasons. Pres
emily go to the window and look out;
it has ceased showing, and through rift
in the clouds see star.
1T is beginning to clear" [ tell my
wife, and also inform her it is past IL
AS she lights her candle at the side-table
] hear whining and scratching at the
front door.
"There is Laddie loose again." says
She "WouId you let him in, dearN'
| did not like facing the cold wind, but
could not refuse to let the poor animal in.
Strangely enough, when l opened the
door and called him to come in, he would
not come. He runs up to the door and
looks up into my face with dumb en-
treaty; then he runs back a few steps,
looking around to see if am following;
and finally he takes my coat into his
mouth and tries to draw me out.
"Laddie won't come in, called out
to my wife. ''On the contrary he seems
to want me to come out and have game
of SNOWFALL with him.
She throws a shawl around her and
comes to the door. The collie was here
before we were married, and she is almost
as fond of him, tell her, as she is Of
Jack, our oldest boy.
''Laddie, Laddie! Come in, sir" she
calls He comes obediently at her call,
but refuses to enter the house, and pur-
sues the same dumb pantomime he has
already tried on me.
~ shall shut him out, JESSIE" | say.
"a night in the snow won't hurt him.
and prepare to close the door.
''You will do nothing of the kind
she interposed, with an anxious look,
tbut you will rouse the servants at once
and follow him. Some one is lost in the
snow and Laddie knows It."
L laugh. Greatly, Jessie, this is alb
surd. Laddie is sagacious animal, no
doubt, but l cannot believe that he is as
clever as that How can he possibly
know whether anybody is lost in the
snow or nOt?"
because he has found them and come
back to us for help. Look at him now"
And I cannot but own that the dog
seems restless and uneasy, and is evident
ly endeavoring to coax us to follow him.
he looks at us with pathetic entreaty il
his eloquent eyes. e'Why won't you be-
lieve me?'' he seems to ask.
"Come," she continued, ''you know
you could not resist while there was 6
possibility of q fellow-creature wanting
your assistance. And l am certain Lad
die is not deceiving US"
What is poor, en-pecked man to do
grumble, and resist, and YIELD as 1 hav,
often grumbled, and resisted and yielded
before, and as l doubtless often shall
again.
"Laddie once found a man in the snow
before, but he was dead" Jessie said, a
she hurried off to fill a flask with brandy
and get ready some blankets for us t.
take with us. In the meantime [ rous
the servants.
They are all English with the exception
of Donald, the gardener, and L see tina
they are scoffingly skeptical of Laddie'
sagacity, land 1nwardly disguised at hav
ing to turn out Of their warm beds an
face the bitter winters night
''Dinna trouble yersels,' I hear oil
Donald say. "The mistress is RICH
enough. Aud Laddie is cleverer tina
many Christian, and Will find some
thing in the shaw this night
"Don't sit up, Jessie, sag, as we star
1--WE may be out all night on this wilG
goose chase"
''Follow Laddie closely" is the onl
answer she makes.
The dog springs forward with joyou
bark, constantly looking back to see if W
were following. As we pass through tt
avenue gates and emerge on the moo
Gne moon struggles LOT Il moment tnrOug
the driving clouds, and lights up with
sickly CLEAN the snow-clad country b.
fore us.
''It's like looking for needle in a bul
die of hay, SIR" said John, the coacl
man, confidentially, ''to think as "
should find anybody On such night F.;
this. Why, in some places the snow
more than couple o. feet thick, and
goes agin reason to think that a dun
animal would have the sense to con
home and ask for help
'"Bide wee, bide Vice." says O
Donald Il dinna ken what your El
glish dogs can DO, but collie, though
has ma been pleasing to Providence
give the creature the gift of speech, CO