News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1886-07-29
BAFFLED BY A BULLDOG.
A Brave Animal Dies Defending His Mis-
tress' Honor.

Plumsack is hamlet in the Sussex
| county mountains near Deckertown, N.
J. There are only few houses in the
place, and they are occupied by farmers.
Early on Saturday morning, just after
the men had left for the field, tai,
swarthy tramp, clad in rags, approached
the residence of Wesley Gould and
| knocked for admittance. Mrs. Gould
is a powerfully built young woman,
brave and determined. She opened the
door, and the tramp peremptorily de,
manded something to eat. be stepped
within the doorway, but Mrs. Gould
slammed the door in his face and sent
| him sprawling on the stoop. lnfurlated
at this sudden attack the fellow kicked
in one of the panels of the door. Mrs.
Gould seized kettle of hot water and
rushed up stairs. From a second story
window she emptied the contents OF the
kettle on the tramp and scalded him
severely.
Cursing and swearing, the fellow left
| the place and walked through the vii
lage until he reached the suburbs where
| the cottage of Whalen Green stands.
Green was absent in the fields, and his
wife. delicate little woman, was alone.
The tramp knocked at the door and de-
manded food. Mrs. Green was too much
| frightened when the fellow walked in
TO offer any resistance. AS soon as he
was inside the house the tramp slammed
the door and locked it.
"Open the door," cried Mrs Green,
almost fainting with fear and excite
ment.
The fellow walked toward her and
made an insulting remark.
"Help! Helpp screamed the thor
oughly terrified woman.
With an oath the tramp seized her by
the throat and threw her violently to
the floor. Her head struck an iron
weight used to keep the door open, and
deep scalp wound was made.
But the woman con inued to scream
until the tramp almost stran9led her.
| She was almost choked, when large
bulldog, owned by her husband, bound
ed through an open window and sprang
at the rascal. The fellow did not re-
| lease his hold on Mrs. Green, but struck
at the dog with one hand. The animal
attacked him savagely and seized him by
the calf of the leg. The animal was
beaten back, but it sprang at the tramp
with re1oubled fury. Mrs. Green tainted
away, and when she came to, her hus-
band was standing over her. The dead
dog lay in the middle of the room and
the furniture was smashed and broken.
Everything bore evidence of terrible
struggle. The dog was Drained with a
heavy piece of cord wood.
When Green heard what had happened
he secured his gun and alarmed the
neighbors. A trail of blood was dis
covered leading toward Lake Shipcong,
distance of two miles. On the way
several farmers were met who had passed
tramp who was terribly lacerated and
bleeding. His clothing was literally
torn from his body, they SAID, and he
had handkerchief stained with blood
bound around his neck. They offered
to give him assistance, but he refused,
saying he wanted to hurry on and meet
some friends. He was bleeding from q
| terrible wound in his leg.
The party followed the trail to the
edge of the small lake, and there lost
all track of the fugitive. Since that
time every tramp who walks along the
road is stopped and questioned. Mrs,
Green's wounds are not dangerous, but
she is Frustrated by the nervous shock.
The noble dog was buried in front Of
the house, and it is probable that the
villagers will mark the grave with 6
marble slab.