Daily Los Angeles herald., 1883-12-04
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taught poor Barry th, I some t av :
eler lay under the soft, white
snow, and he set to work to find
him. He was right, for on the
night before ono of those travel
ing fools OF Englishmen, who
think every other country is bet
ter than their own, had tried to
pass, and had been overwhelmed
with his guides. With that mar
velous scent which his years Of
experience had trained 20 perfect
ly. Barry was not long in finding
him. As it happened, be was .
hind huge rock when the ava
lanche fell, SO that he had been
partially screened from it's force,
and though covered under several
feet Of SNOW, be had not been
suffocated or frozen to death.
The dog dug eagerly with those
strong forelegs of his and soon
had made his way into the doz-
ing Englishman's recess. As soon
as he reached him he barked
vigorously aud commenced lick
ing the snow from the mans face.
His tongue and hot breath re-
vived tho Englishman, who re-
gained consciousness only TO sup
pose that he was attacked by q
wolf. 1t was not poor Barry's
fault that he was shaggy and un-
couth, but men do not stop 10
reason in such circumsta noes.
he carried pistols-all these trav-
elers do--and in trice he had
drawn one and shot the brave
dog whom he had mistaken for
an enemy, but who was only try
ing to rescue him from death.
"The shot was heard by the
monks, who FASTENED to the SPOT
and found the Englishman strug-
Cling out of the drifts. The dog
was lying at the edge Of the pit,
which he had dug with, perhaps.
hours Of toll. He was not quite
dead, and he lived long enough
to lick the hand of the father who
had watched over him all his life,
aud who cried like child at his
death
ut was the creed OF these holy
men to return good for evil, and
they would have cared for the
man even if he had not slain his
preseryer Though cruel mis-
take. They took him to the mou-
astery and gave him food aud
drink until he was able to leave
them, with many blessings and
heavy purse of gold. But they
never could feel to him quite as
il they would had be not slain
the noble animal winch they all
SO priced. He regretted it deep.
ly, OF course. but that couldn't
help the matter, and the reverend
fathers we're not sorry when he
left. His name was Clinton, they
say, and he. was baronet in his
Own country. where it is a pity he
had not stayed. Barry was taken
to the monastery, where his skin
was stuffed, aud some years after
ward this was removed TO the
museum in Berne, where il is
kept to this day.
"He was the last OF the pure
st. Bernards. but he left his des-
cendants behind him, and by
careful crossing with Newfound.
lands. a new race was produced
almost exactly like the old, only
larger. A friend Of mine in
Berne, named Schumacher, has
some superb animsls OF this kind.
and last year when he took one of
them to the museum and COM
pared it with Barry he found that
they were different only in size.
their color and markings being
the same. There are many Of
these in the Alpine monasteries
now. and although brave and in.
tellieent. the opening OF tho roads
has made them less and less need
ed for the service which made
their ancestors so distinguished.
There never has been another one
like Barry and fhara navar mill