The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1885-04-28

lagos, the native dfalect had tendency
to twist proper names out o
all resemblance to their original sound
and from Boswell the name 60
corrupted TO "Bozzle." and as ''Bozzle'
dog" our four-footed friend was uni
versally known.
At first the Captain was not aware o
his dogs shortcomings. AT differen
times his fellow townsmen had Gales
at his house to obtain satisfaction TO
damages which the dog had done thei
property, but it always happened tina
the Captain was not at home on thes,
OCCASIONS, ana so Lney aeCcrmIneu "
take the law into their own hands, and
put stop to all further injury by put
ting an end to the brute's existence.
One bright September afternoon
some three months from Captain Bos-
wells advent into Kentvillc. there
came violent ring at his door-bell
As the old housekeeper happened TO be
absent Just then, the Captain. who was
deep in the pcrusal of some scientific
work, laid his book reluctantly aside
and went TO the door, where he found
Old Squire Thompson. vino lived Il mile
away, and who looked Just now a
though he were considerably in earnest.
You are Dir. Bozzle, amt YOU'D he
began in an excited tone.
Yes, sir: that is my name. said the
Captain, wondering what was coming
next.
Wal, sir" continued the squire
iiCrceiy, THAT air cussed dog of your
has heen destroyin' my property az in
an I've come TO let YOU know that |
amt a-goin' to stand it any longer; /
have put up with it a long as anv
mortal man could. an now if YOU don't
take care of him, I'll-I'll-b'gosh, I'll
Kill him.
He had fed him about a quarter of n
pound of arsenic the day before, and
had shot at him twice that very morn
inc.
What! Has Bob been in mischief"
exclaimed the Captain. What has he
been doing?n
What has he been doin'?" cried the
Squire; what hasn't he been doin'.
more like. He's been tear'n' round
these three months destroyin' every
thing he could lay his jaws ter, an
here yesterday he killed one of my
lambs, broke one of the kitchen win
dows, an bit the tail off n one of my
cows"
Il am very sorry to hear it; was
not aware that he was troubling any
one. He is dog that was left in my
care by very dear friend, who was
about starting on a long journey, and
few days after his departure there
was a frightful railway accident. in
which my friend was killed. So the
dog has been greatly priced by me on
that account. But what is the extent
of the damage that he has done to your
prOperty??" pulling out his pocketbook
as he spoke.
oval, | dunno-the lamb was an
early one, an had orter be with four
dollars, anyway; an as fur the other
wal, you kin call il any,
thing YOU like" said the Squire.
Modified by the sight of the pocket
book, and rather disappointed, too, it
must be confessed, at the mild way in
which the other received his story, for
he had come full of the knowledge of
his wrongs, determined to have a row
at any cost; but somehow there was no
quarreling with a man who acted as
fair as this; and so when the Captain,
after promising to chain the dog that
very night, offered him ten-dollar
bill, he took it and his departure with
out another word.
Purity fair kind of a Teller, after
all" he soliloquized, as he went along
better than | thought he was, darned
if he ant! Pity he keeps such brute.
though; but | guess he'll take bette,
care of him now"
But alasi
''The best laid plans of men and mice
Gang aft agley."
If Squire Thompson thought he had
seen the last of "Bozzle's dog" he was
most sadly mistaken. The very next
afternoon, as he came in from work in
the field, his wife met him at the door,
her face ablaze with anger.
IF you don't go, Elihu, an make
old Bozzle take care of his dog, I'll 90
myself" she said wrathfully. You're
a pretty man, you are, to manage
things; went over there yesterday to
see about it, and came back and said
that it was all right, and that the dog
wouldn't trouble us any more; and
here to-day the dogs prowlin' round
as bad as ever. and has carried of Miss
CAROLS bonnet, and lot of other
things that happened to be layin' with it
on the winder-jewelry, | guess, or
something of that kind-and she's up
in her room now, cryin', poor dear"
Miss Carroll was the ''schOOl-marm."
and boarded at Squire Thompson's.
She was a quiet. delicate, refined girl,
stranger in the place, who dressed in
deep mourning, and looked as if she
lad known better days, and had been
accustomed to move i'm better society;
but that relentless monster, poverty,
who is no respecter of persons, had at
last driven her to teach a country
school. Proud, the "Kentvillains"
called her, because in the two weeks
that she had been among them she did
not associate more with them. and had