News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1883-11-08
ANNENED BY THE TSAR.

He was a huge dog, and he stood by
the kennel in old Dr. Gorham's back
yard in an attitude of deep meditation. |
There was one subject for dog thought |
lying right before him and another lay |
only yard or so beyond the first.
'''' r~o was an empty ''muzzle' that
.ty apuu the -r.g- clo7o - a c~-,l.;s ~
: l-picl.al bones. Tse second was an
.r,fa at,acl.-a. ,rae a.lE ot the chain
was hooked into -far.L- ot the side OF
the kennel door.
Tsar was a dog to look twice at. His
father had been a Siberian bloodhound
and his mother an English mastitf, and
DR.. Gorham would have trusted him to
pull down wild bull or to ring church
bell, If he could once have seized with
his massive jaws the nose Of the one or
the ringing rope of the other.
Tsar made no audible remarks, hut
there was no difficulty at all in divining
his meditations.
''They have fed me an hour before
/ sundOwn for some reason, and now they
have gone off and neglected me. No
muzzle, no chain. no master around, and
all the country left open to me. 1t IS a
state of affairs to which 1 am not accus-
toned at this time ot day. If there Were
another bone with meat on it, I'd know
exactly what to do.
He put out great paw and turned
the muzzIe over. Then he walked for
ward and smelled of the helpless collar
Then he peered solemnly into the kennel
! There was a mystery about the whole
matter, and it seemed to suggest a yisl
to the front gate That too was wild,
open. as Il witness to the haste require,
by the summons OF the last patient, an,
Tsar could therefore walk out and lool
mp and down the shady road for an eX
PLANTATION Of his own case. He cOult
not see any at first, for there was moth
ing to be learned from flock of geese
three hens, and one stray calf. Ib
very pig that was roofing under the wal
nut tree paid him no manner Of attcI
ton.
Tsar shrugged his broad shoulders f
make sure about the collar, paved hi
nose for q moment in memory of hi
muzzIe, and turned for look at the gate
There it was, with a very dingy old ii
sign on one post, whose faded letter
read "Dr. Heber Gorham," and with
very new tin sign on the other pos
whose bright, fresh gliding announce
"Dr. Hcber Gorham, Jr., as also read
for patients.
That was all right, and it occurred
Tsar that a walk would be good for b
health. He acted on the suggcstiC
promptly enough, but with dignity,
became a dog of his size; and no vol
from the house recalled him, as
marched away down the road toward Il
sea. A sniff Of salt air would be in
the thing for his digestion, after Il
hearty dinner he had eaten at the kenu'
The sun was getting very low iowa
the horizon, and yet, away down the
on the rock at the head of the cove
curly-headed young lady of nineteen,
thereabouts, was still seated, bendil
over portfolio spread across her la
From time TO time she cast anxio
gIances from the lines she traced up
the Bristol board under her hand to t
- more ana more shadowy island ont the
p in the mouth of the cove.
re 'That will do she said. cit loo
. bigger than the boat, now, but it is
. bio enough for the tree. I must ma
IS tbc tree smaller; the cows back, too
it's half as long as the island. There
r: ALWAYS something dreadful the mat
eT with NV waves" She worked at
ns waves for few minutes. eff ]
.es time. I'd try to put in the sunset. d
eb me how late it Is 1t viii he aim
dark when ! get home. It gets dark
=, quickly, nowadays, after it once begin
,s: She rose a little hastily, bnt she z
ii. tbe island n very long last look as
n; closed her portfolio-long enough fo
~ bvstapder to nave read her name, in
htt letters. on the leather cover-"Pc
to Lee" But no one was there to read,
sss a lopelier spot than 1T would have b