Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1888-11-22

wind arose. and for the next half an
hour the boy listened to the rearing
Of terrible mountain storm. BE
got the best shelter he could end and
while he held bis post. he thought
more than once Of Monsieur Mos.
COW" and his campaigns.
"If Bruno were here, we could
have good time" said Herman TO
himself. II would like to know why
the cusiOm-house people want US to
watch the big yellow dog. His mas.
ter may be hard old nut to crack,
but Bruno is so jolly that cant
think OF him being smugglsr."
Then Herman thought of the sin.
gular reports he had heard about the
dog during the past two weeks. Some
of the mountain guards said that they
had caught glimpses of large dog
crossing the frontier alone, and they
all agreed that it looked like Bruno,
Monsieur Moscow's" companion. No
one had seen a man with the animal
on any Of these occasions, and few
had seen him long enough to say that
he was really Bruno.
All at once Herman Hatell was
touched softly by something, and the
next moment he felt two large paws
on his shoulders In an instant he
dropped his gun, and was calling
Bruno, BrunoT" in response to the
caresses of huge dog.
1t really was Monsieur Moscow's"
comrade, and the dog seemed as much
delighted with the meeting as was
Herman, the boy guard. The storm
had by this time abatsd, and Herman
sat down on a rock and fondied the
mastiff.
Listen to me, Bruno" said the boy,
as he saw by the starlight the large
eyes Of the dog fixed upon him: "Do
you know that you are accused of
crossing the frontier alone2 They
say that You come over into Switzer.
land one day ind go back the next.
Aha, old fellow are you a smugeler
too ?"
Bruno's reply was a renewed lick.
ing Of Herman's hand.
Come to the cabin with me-" con.
And " when he started Oft down the
pass, he had the dog at his heels.
A few minutes afterward the Swiss
boy reached the hut and was about TO
turn on the dog. which had followed
him in, when he was accosted by a.
gruf voice.
Are you the guards boy ?" it
said
Bruno set up a low growl as Her
man turned and saw before him a
rough, desperate-lo looking character, a
man who looked bad enough to do
anything.
II am Sergeant Hatell's son." Her
man answered.
II thought so. You don't want
people to make living, but you
watch them like hawks day and
night"
I'VE guard the boundary as best we
can, which is right"
"Yes. but You report everything
you see.'
Isn't that right, too2"
MOI
The right foot Of the man slipped
forward. and Herman, as he instinc.
lively retIeated, saw a long knife
along the smuggler's sleeve.
The boY-guard hardly knew what
to do. He knew that the man was
bent on dark mischief, for his eyes
seemed TO glow like Goals.
Suddenly Bruno, without warning
of any kind. leaped at the smuggler,
and in twinkling the two, man and
dog, were struggling against the wall
Of the hut.
Then it was that the man became
unmasked, for in the fight his false
beard dropped to the floor, and Her.
man recognized fellow whom he
well knew.
With sharp cry, the man pushed
the dog of, and struck with his knife
at the same time then as Bruno was
recovering at Herman's feet he darted
from the cabin and disappeared.
The next moment Herman opened
his eyes wide with amazement for
Bruno was no longer the beautiful
dog be had been. He stood erect
lookingly sheepishly at the boy guard
for the handsome jacket Of hair which
had covered him from his hind legs to
his shoulders lay under his feet. and