Connecticut western news., 1883-10-17
ANNEXED BY THE TSAR

He was 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.
 The one was an empty ''muzzle" that lay upon the grass close by couple of wen-picked bones. The second was an equally empty steel collar, with 8 strong chain attached. The end of the chain was hooked into a staple at the side of the kennel door.
 Tsar was a dog to look twice at. His father had been 8 Siberian bloodhound and his mother an English mastiff, 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, but 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 of and neglected me. No muzzle, no chain, no master around, and all the country left open to me. It is a state of affairs to which am not accus- toned at this time of 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 muzzle over. Then he walked for. ward and smelled of the helpless collar. Then he peered solemnly into the kennel. There was 8 mystery about the whole matter, and 1t seemed to suggest visit to the front gate. That too was wide open, as witness to the haste reauire6 by the summons of the last patient, an6 Tsar could therefore walk out and look up and down the shady road for an ex planation of his own case. He could not see any at first, for there was noth ing to be learned from flock of geese three hens, and one stray calf. Tb, very pig that was roofing under the wal nut tree paid him no manner of atten tion,
 Tsar shrugged his broad shoulders t, make sure about the collar, paved hi nose for moment in memory of hi muzzle, and turned for look at the gate There it was, with very dingy old til sign on one post, whose faded letter read ''Dr. Heber Gorham," and with very new tin sign on the other post whose bright, fresh gliding announce, "Dr. Heber Gorham, Jr., as also read, for patients.
 That was all right, and it occurred t, Isar that walk would be good for hi health. He acted on the suggestion promptly enough, but with dignity. n became dog of his size; and no yoic from the house recalled him. as h, marched away down the road toward tn, sea. A sniff of salt air would be jus the thing for his digestion, after tn hearty dinner he had eaten at the kennel
 The sun was getting very low towar, the horizon, and yet, away down ther on the rock at the head of the cove curly-headed young lady of nineteen. O thereabouts, was still seated, bendin over portfolio spread across her lar From time 10 time she cast anxiou glances from the lines she traced upo the Bristol board under her hand to tn more ana more shadowy island out ther ID the mouth of the cove.
 That will do," she said. sIt look bigger than the boat, now, but it ism big enough for the tree. I must mak the tree smaller; the cows back, too it's half as long as the island. There i always something dreadful the matte with nay waves She worked at tn