The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1889-10-27
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FrUm the ChicagO Times.
Hiram Bloater's dog had q Sunday on
yesterday. the first he had enjoyed Tor
weeks, and he took an early incoming con-
stituttonol that did him a world Of rood.
Al the close Of his hrief hat thrilling ex-
p~rrience m . glad, free dog the animal
retired "a his quarters i'm the wood-shed
with enough experience In stock tn last
him q year.
During the summer and fall Mr.. Bloater
kept the dog confined In . wood-slsed
hook of The house, where he roamcd at
will and the end Of u six-foot clothes-line.
IL was not u valuable animal, hut the
owner said ~ dog of his should ran at
large while he was able 10 hay rope to
tether him with. but yesterday morning
o spirit of frce<lom broke out i'm tire dog,
and he set himself to work chewing his
rope of close tn the post. He WINS u huge.
ercise, hut hc had strong jaws, and SOON
severed the rope.
II was ~ few minutes beforr 4 o'clock Ina
the morning when the dog sneakssd out Of
streets, and dragging his rope after him.
Mr.. BlOater discOverSsl the fugitive and
sayr ,s shhsas' , hut middle sns sao e w r.. dsr to hi%;
Rrlp-car truck he aTnbled OIL at ~ brisk
trot, with Mr.. Bloater and his eldest hoy
come down yet, hut the. cable was under
way, along at a. lively rate.
Before the trio had covered a block the
ch~cwed-np, moist and frayerd-Out end of
and found tile cable. THEN the dog pat
ahead of his purs,iers. Al first thu, dog
showed "a disposition tn hang hack. but the
unseen power below gave him such u yank
he found his brakes woulini work. So
with a low. sad moan the. unhappy dog
straddied "a slot and started on his long,
Father and son with open jack-knivcs I'm
their hands followed the foair-leRRed grip
up the chase. h dog was too swift for
them. and besihes he had just caught his
second wind. Thee, were about to give up
the hoy thought of something.
Essay, father he exclaimed. IL Nero
makes the South-sidc loop all right he'll
be back this way Ina "a half or three
quarters Of an hour. and what's the mat
ter with waiting here and cutting him
b George! that's so; hut how are we
going to know whether the cusscd brute
will AXE Clark or Well" street ON the
1--WE dome know what he'll do, hut Il
you'll stay here I'll go over to Clark street
Ingenious hoy. as he sped away with his
knife still i'm his hand.
In the the dog had made the
Illinois street curves i'm safety and plun9-
ed into the cold, damp depths of the tun-
mel. He howletl with terror when he struck
tIe RIslrt OF tne eItN'tr1c Iu11pSs Out OH
finding that he WASN'T hurt me had Rond
sense. 4" save his precious wind. On he
sped mp the steep Incline, out into
with Bullying eycballs and pro
truding tongue In crossing Randolph
street he narrowly escaped colliding with
"a milk wagon. hut the. driver saw him in
time tn pull mp. HI. had IA clean chute To
Monros. street, whers. be made the turn
with his hindquarters in thu. air and yelp.
ing at every jump. Between La Sale and
Dearborn seven policemen shot at him
under the impression that the poor crs.a-
tlrc was mad; hut he wasn't. He was
simply annoyed.
The dog spent no time in looking at the
scenery along Dearborn street. but attend
ed strictly tn following the cable.. DASH
ing around the corner of Dearborn at
right angles To the track lie once more APP
Of taking the back trail inspired
climbing. the grade he overlook a
Swede who was sanding the track. With
one wild glance at the blootlshot eyes and
foan-fieckcd chops the wretched Swetle
dropped his pail of sand and tried to climb
up the smooth, tunnel wall.
but fell hack i'm a fit and had to he hauled
home i'm ferkes' new patrol-waGon.
Al the powcr-houss, Ncro's grip took the
Wells street switch, and the dog was soon
rushing back to the scenes Of his infancy
and the home of his puphoo<l. When Mr..
Bloatcr saw the dog booming he knelt down
on the track and held the knife-blade
across the slot. The rope struck the keen
edge and the exhausted dog fell fainting
in his masters arms.
Nero was taken home and put to he'd i'm
the wooslshed, where he IL now enjoying a
much needed rest.