The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1885-02-28
Only q Dog.

.p... Only Dog.
II was not an hour after dawn, vet
Che waiting-roo in the Grand Central
Station was full. It was always full.
Outside, each minute of the day, trains
came or went; to Canada, to New En-
gland, to the South, to the great West.
The thronging crowd gathered there
low, were Of every variety of race and
condition, and their pursuits were as
various. Here were Q group of YOUNG
fellows, laughing and boisterous, on
their way to Harvard; there poor
family OF pale, silent emigrants, going
to seek their fortune in Dakota. 4
party of delicate women and children,
wrapped in furs, and attended by iv-
cried servants, were waiting for the
train which would take them to Flor
ida. On this bench sat bonanza king.
who was on his way back to his gold
mines in California. and on that half-a-
dozen sturdy Norwegians and black
eyed Spaniards, who had just landed
from an ocean steamer, each with his
whole possessions tied up in handker-
! chief, and in his hat his ticket marked
for Denver, Col.
Each man was only intent upon him
self and his own business. In spite of
the crowd there was marked quiet.
We Americans are . silent people. The
soft moaning air blew freshly through
the long lines of cars and putting en-
gines; faint hum came from without.
1t was the great city awakening for the
day. -
A Scotch colley, belong to one Of tho
emigrants, went from one group to
another, wagging his tail and looking
mp with mild, expressive eyes full of
good nature and friendly feeling. He
seemed to bind these people suddenly
together with q thread Of goodwill.
Children called to him, the students
zomped with him, ladies patted his
shaggy head, poor negro in the cor
ner threw him b0ne.
Just then . startled hush fell on the
crowd and every eye turned in one di-
7ecaion. A woman WAS washing the
windows Of some empty cars drawn ON
eaidine. singing . she rubbed the
a1nss. She had her child with her, .
ll1e fellow s years old. While her
6ack was turned, the baby ran to the
door OF the car md jumped down on to
che next track. 4 v@
Upon the track the Eas4sEnsxpr
Was Just spproacAing The s6s&ioa. Di-
ree41y in iSs path wag the baby. A sort
Of sob Of terror came from the paralyxed
crowd. The dog, with head erect and
fixed eyes, saw the danger, and with
. bound and fierce bark, dArted toward
The child, Tho baby, frightened,
started back. The mother went on
washing windows and singing, - the
huge engine rushed up abreast Of her
car.
There was . crunching noise and Q
faint little cry Of agony. Even strong
men grew sick ct the sound and turned
away. When they looked, the baby
was toddling across the platform, laugh
ing, and the crushed, dead body of the
dog lay on the track.
passengers for Pittsburgh, Chicago,
and the Westl"
Passengers for Baltimore, Rich.
mond, and the SOUTH"
So the cry went on, and the surging
crowd passed out never all to meet
again in this world. But the faces Of
men and women were pale, and there
were tears in the eyes of many Of them.
The poor negro and the millionaire.
tottering old men, and laughing boys
were the better and stronger for what
they had seen, and were helped upward
by so much, because even dumb dog
had been friendly in its life and heroic
In it's death. Youths Companion.