New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-10-28

lived 1OunQ some o. MS sheep Killed.
Now q man who owns dog never will
acknowledge she possibility Of his own
dog killing sheep, but it must be q
neighbor's dog. He WAS close-fsted
farmer. q rather cross one, and he at
once made up his mind that it was
Tige who had killed his sheep. Angry
and excited he took his gun and ran
to the fence, where he saw his neigh
boris boys.
See here you fellows I an going to
shoot your hound; you are always try
ing to make him fight. Didn't
I see you the other day doing
your level best to make your Tige
fight my Butch, and Butch is
the best tempered dog in the town
ship? You boys are always up to mis-
chief, and making Tige so hungry to
eat up other peoples dogs has got him
to Strengthening my poor sheep. Three
sheep, that's $50 out of my pocket,
and am going to take it out of Tige,
SO stand aside while put a load of
buckshot in him.
Tge, hearing the loud sound OF the
mans voice, had cooked up his ears,
and stood in front Of the boys.
''You can't deny that you were sick
ing your dog onter mine the other
day." said the farmer, cooking his
gun.
It came so straight home to the
elder boys that they couldn't reply.
All they could do was to look angry
and try to get Tige in the background.
But Tige, scenting row ofsome kind,
stood manfully to thefront. The two
big brothers began to hallow at him,
but Tige would not bulge. Then the
little fellow walked up to the fence and
said:
It isn't so. There was no fight. I
wouldn't let 'em fight. Your Bucth is q
mean dog anyways, and a good deal
more likely to kill your sheep than
Tige."
cts a pack of lies. Now stand out
of the way. / amt going to allow no
fooling about here. That dog ofyours
is bound to be shot and l am going
to kill him." cried the farmer.
Then the little boy called to Tige,
whofor the first time minded thevoice
of the one he loved best ane came and
stood behind his little master.
"Nowyou must shoot me" said the
little boy, land then you will get hung
for a murderer" he added, cody, and
he stood there just as quiet as hecould
be. More than that, he sat down, and
held Tige in his arms.
That action ofthe little boys seemed
to enrage the farmer so much that he
lost all control of himself. He put his
single barreled gun against the fence,
jumped over it and made for Tige and
his master. He was rather fat old
fellow, and not so very active, The
little brother saw him coming. Then
he hallooed out to Tige, "Go home, !"
and Tige 0bediently scampered across
the field, but as all dogs will do, he
would stop occasionally to look after
his young master. Seeing the dogrun-
ming, tue farmer bounced back over
the fence for his gun, and trained it
over tine top rail of the fence so as to
shoot. Then quick as could be, the
little fellow jumped up too, and just as
the farmer thought he had sighted the
running Tige, the barrel Of the gun
was showed away up i'm the air, so that
when the old fowling piece did go of
the buckshot ratified i'm the leaves and
sboughs Of a neighho ring tree. Then
the little fellow walked away quietly
enough towards home, though itmust
be said that his big brothers ran iust
as fast as they could.
That night when the family were ;as.
sembled nobody said anything about
the incidents ofthe day, land Of course
Tfge was silent, for he did not know
what a narrow escape he had had.
/ Presently one of the farm hands
said: "Old Jones's back is up about
thaving had sheep killed. His Butch
lis a mighty mean dog. I know the
stock that dog comes from and some
<of that breed is always killing sheep,
ats natural to them"
The boys never let on a word
That night, when the boys went to
bed, one Of the,big brothers said to the
20! niger one:
on are pluck; We never are going
to call you Baby or Sweetness,
again. You're q bigger fellow than we
ARE. You wasn't a bit afraid
Then the other brother said: Club,
you are grit. He's a mighty rough
man, and if it hadn't been for you old
Tge's hide would have been rlddled.
>See here. I'm going to buy you the
chest knife / can find at the store, pro-
viding you don't tell anybody how we
sran away while you stood up and
faced a man with a loaded gun
Two3or three days after that the
neighboring farmer came to the house
and asked to see the lads. Though he
was a mighty gunpowdery kind OF an
old fellow, there was some spark Of
justice in him.
aSee here, boys" he said, II came
mighty near making a fool Of alyseli
the other day, all along about your
dog. Inever suspected Butch-but
me and one of ney hands sot up the
other night and I'VE heard the sheer
a-racing like mad, and we turned out,
and there was that Butch of ,ourn
just a-tearing at sleeps throat
Thge wasn't nobody near to save that
ours life, and don t miss dog twice
The long and the short of it. is, that
there amt no Butah just at present, al