The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1889-05-04
"LAZARUS" AND "BoDE."
The Touching Story of Two California
Dogs.

Dogs.
An old Californian was telling me re.
Gently of dog who lived in the early
days at San Francisco, and who re-
joiced in the strange name of "Bode
When or how or by whom he had been
christened, no one knew, but every one
was fond of "Bode."
He was mongrel, with rough, but
shaggy hair, and no points of beauty,
with an independence and pluck that
made him friends among the pioneers
of that day. He did not own single
master, but half the city claimed him,
and he was the affectionate friend of
hundreds.
Such an unsettled condition of affairs
would have made an outcast and q
straggler of an Eastern dog, but not so
with Bode. While he was known to so
many and had no particular home, yet
he had q habit which amounted to q
settled custom as to his daily actions,
and which gave him a recognized place
in the bustling town.
He followed regular route of visits,
calling for his breakfast at one house,
for his dinner at the next, and for his
supper at the third; then going on to
fourth, fifth and sixth the next day, and
SO on through street after street in a
circuit which it took him months to
complete.
No amount of petting. no offer of
tempting food, could change this habit,
and for some years Bode continued it
without deviation. His temper was
good, but occasionally he was driven
to fight by other dogs, and when he did
the battle was a severe one. 1t was his
reputation that he had never been
whipped.
One morning in November as the
China steamer left her dock and before
she was fairly under way, magnificent
Newfoundland came racing down Mont
gomery street and rushed out to the
extreme edge of the dock, looking after
the steamer and barking wildly.
His master was on board, and the
poor dog knew it; but it was too late
he could not reach him, and all day
long, a stranger in a strange city, the
great handsome Newfoundland sat
upon the wharf and gazed mournfully
out upon the blue bay.
For two days the faithful animal thus
remained, taking no food. and only
walking about little and moaning.
The dock men were becoming afraid
that he was sick, or that grief might
drive him mad, when Bode appeared
on the scene He made the acquaint-
ance OF the Newfoundland, and seemed
at once thoroughly to understand his
case.
After few moments OF trotting up
and down, doubtless talking in dog
fashion, the two left the wharf to-
gether, Bode guiding his new friend to
his own dining place, where he saw that
he was supplied with bountiful re-
past; and from that day the animals
were inscparable.
Lazarus" as the Newfoundland was
had not half the energy of
Bode. nor, indeed, the pluck, for if at
tackled he generally ran away. leaving
Bode to settle tho dispute; but he was
handsome and good-natured, and read
lily adapted himself to the customs OF
his rescuer, especially as those customs
meant three good meals each day.
Both dogs became as well known as
any of the prominent business men OF
the town, and for nearly three years
they were always to be seen together,
Bode evidently the leading spirit, car
Ing for and protecting his companion.
Then came change. Lazarus fell
sick, and, after moping for II few days.
crouched in corner and died.
Poor Bode! He stood near his dead
friend and defended his cold body from
any intruder, canine or human, for al
most n week, refusing all food himself;
then. as the end approached, he ourled
beside his old companion and quietly |
slept his life away
The rough miners and frontiersmen
who made that far-away city their
home buried the two in one grave, and |
placed above them II neat head-board on |
which was written: lazarus and Bode,
Faithful Eriands. u. L. Hamilton, in
Wide Awnkc.