Thomas County cat., 1886-12-02
A FAITHFUL FRIEND.
Why jet, q Great Dog, Is Known as ,
Real Hero.

Why jet, Great Dog, Is known as a
Real Hero.
Our faithful friend Jet, powerful
dog, lived with us on the Navesink
Highlands This summer we shall find
no Jet on the Highlands, and the place
will hardly seem the same place with
out nm. Last season there came a
dear little baby, OF the third genera
ton, to the old house. and Jet took the
infant under his especial care from the
first. He would watch while it slept,
with nntiring patience, jog the cradle
ii it stirred, and call the nurse if it
cried or needed attention. Nothing
pleased him more than to be left alone
with the little one. and in the course of
the summer his faithful care was re-
warded by responsive affection. The
baby learned TO love Linn. and would
crow and COO to him every morning
with unmistakable delight. TO lie on
4 blanket under tree, or on the
piazza, and bury her chubby fists in
his silky coat, TO Chamber over his
shoulders, to lead him along by the
ear while riding in her little carriage.
to tyranniZe over him in hundred
pretty ways-thcse were the daily oc-
cupations of which she never tired.
She learned TO stand on her feet and
took her first steps by clinging to his
neck, and his name was the first word
she ever spoke. 1t seemed as though
he could hear her piping voice as if by
magic. If he was on The place at all,
whether he was within hearing or not,
she had only to call "Det! Det!' and
presently he would come bounding in.
One evening late in August we were
all assembled, as usual, after supper
on the piazza and the lawn in front of
the house, enjoying the long twilight.
The servants were downstairs getting
their supper, and Jet was left alone
with the baby in the sitting-room, which
opens on the piazza by long windows.
Baby had gone to sleep in the dark,
and Jet was lying beside her cradle.
1t was very calm night; there was
not breath stirring, but the ''fresh
salt" OF the sea was in the air, and the
heat of the day was done. The young
folk were singing softly together some
gentle refrain, wien Il terrible Shrek
broke upon US. and nurse girl rushed
out through the hall, her clothing in n
blaze, and fame streaming above her
head. TO roll her on the grass and
smother the blaze with our coats was
the work of an instant. Then arose
| another cry, never to be forgotten by
those who heard 1.-THE agonized
prayer and lament of mother for her
child. The sitting-room was full of
fire. The girl had brought up a lighted
lamp after supper. and dropped it on
the floor as she entered the room. The
| cradle was in the center of the room
farthest from the door. Mr. Warren
| dashed in at the window and made one
leap to the cradle. He found Jet
crouched upon it, covering the baby
| with his body.
How they got out we could not COM
| prehend. 1t was all overin the twink
| ling of an eye. and MIR. Warren and
the dog were lying on the grass beside
the mother, who was almost fainting,
! with the baby safe and sound ia her
| lap. The little thing was nearly suffo-
Gated, but recovered after few min
utes in the open air, and took no harm
| from the fire.
The s;tting-room was burned out.
but we succeeded in stopping the
flames there and saving the house.
Mr.. Warren's face and hands were
badly burned, and the nurse girl was
seriously but not dangerously injured.
Jet was severely scorched, but after
caring for him as best we could that
night, we thought he would come
~
morning, however, he was missing.
and even to baby's call: .Det! Det."
he made no answer. After a long
search we foundS,im under the piazza.
stone dead. jet is buried under the
| hillside, where the arbutus blooms
early in the spring. We have placed
a water-worn bowlder from the shore
over his grave. and on the stone are
carved in deep letters only tie words:
"A Faithful Friend. IN o. Times