Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-10-02
A Painted Dog.

A man down in East End lavished q
small slice of his bank account, the other
day, in the purchase Of . coach dog. He
heard it was the swell go in Europe 10
own coach dogs. Every lord Of the
realm owned one. So he bought the
dog at round price, and brought him
home. Next day he got out his coach,
and tied the pup under it to the axle, as
q preparatory step in the young CANNES
education.
Now there were two immensely-inter-
osted spectators to the preparations for
the training. Two mongrel ours next
door were watching things, and Selling
up the carriage pup, they finally winked
ut each other. and said, in dog language,
II guess we're about one pound heavier
than that brute; let's chew off his hide -
The coach started, and the coach dog.
which, being attached by chain, as a
natural consequence started, too. Just
as the coach was gaining impetus, the
mongrel ours made dash at the thor
oughhfed, and the next few seconds
were fraught with frightful howls, yells,
amp shrieks. By the time the ooacher
got down to the rescue Of his blooded
pet the damage was done. The dog had
plenty of coaching for one day, and he
concluded he would not go another step
unless the chain and axle dragged him.
Smother day, then, +" said the owner, as
he ran his coach into the stable, and
put his pup on ice to cool of. Next day
was but repetition Of the former days
trouble. The mongre@s were ''layine"
for the high-fangled quadruped, and they
licked him again.
It now became matter of fighting two
dogs with one, rather than training a
coacher, and the gentleman grew de-
pondent. Oae day last week he met a
friend. A happy thought struck him.
Would his friend lend him that bulldog
for just one day? He would. Bull was
then taken to the coacher's house, and
IN artist called in. Brush and paint
we're brought into use, and in less than
uffy Bull was fne smile of the coach
log. Without waiting for the paint TO
Try on Bulls hide, the experimenter
hied him of, and ngged up his coach.
Then Bull was led out and tied to the
axle without a cham, but a wee bit of
string that wouldn't embarrass him in
case of an assault from an unknown foe.
The two mongrd dogs, as usual, were
watching things with smiles upon their
Said one: "well, the gol darned
tool! does he want us to eat that there
aog?"
81 guess we might as well kill him
this time" said the other, licking his
chops.
s'Might as we'll chew off couple OF
his legs, at least" said the first, ssfor
he'll never tumble till we do. Look out;
here he comes"
Then they jumped on him.
Such yelling as that which followed
last and furious was never before heard.
This time the driver did not leave his
seat to interfere. The painted thing
under the wagon seemed able to take
care of himself. In two minutes by the
clock he had chawed one leg off the
southeast corner Of the largest mongrel,
Ind had pulled an ear out by the roots
from the head of the other. While Bull
was picking his teeth with his claws and
splitting out flesh and hair, the wounded
sombatants dragged their CORY carcasses
from the field, trying to gather Devil
dered senses enough to wonder what in
the dickens had come over that coach
dog all at once.
And now that coach dog goes out
every day, and whom he Frances on the
treet every dog on the square goes in
and creeps under the house for fear he
will get sunstruok.