Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1890-02-07
DOG SENSE.
Tr:..nps Discuss the Subject and Two Good
Stories Are Told.

Tr:.Snps Discuss the Subject and Two Good
Stories Are Told.
A little crowd of seedy men were gathered
the other night about one of the ugly fur
naces that defaced City Hall park while the
contractors were covering the plaza with as
phaltum. They were warming their bodies
in the tarry smoke that streamed out of it,
and had deserted the seats under the trees
where they had slept most of the summer.
1T saw queer thing happen here yester-
day." said one of them. ga big Newfound-
land dog, with muzzle on him, was follow
ing boy along Mail street when little bull
terrier made dash for him and got death
grip on one of the big fellows, long ears. 1t
was all done so quick that the Newfoundland
was being well chewed before he knew what
had struck him. He gave a howl and a snap
at the little brute, but his muzzle would not
allow him to open his jaws, and the bull ter
rier chewed away like mad. All he could do
was to turn tail and run, but the terrier did
not loosen his grip and went along too
They dashed through the crowd, past the
fountain and out on the plaza here, where
the big fellow nearly ran over pail of smoll-
ing hot tar that was standing for moment
by the side of a workman, who had stopped
to light his pipe.
''Qnick as flash the big dog stopped and
threw his head as high in the air as he could
This dragged the little terrier well off his
feet, and nearly tore the ear from the head
of the Newfoundland, but when the LITTLE
brute came down again he lit plump in tbs
pail of burning tar. He let go of the ear
quick enough then, you bet, and as the big
fellow trotted off, shaking his head, felt like
giving him cheer for his smartness."
sOh, give us rest," said another man,
"you don't suppose it was anything but al
accident, do yous Dogs amt got half the
sense they get credit for"
"Well, 1 amt so sure Of that" said an
other. II amt got no love nor no use TO-
dogs anyway, but some of them has Ger
tainly got more sense than others. I wa
tramping in Pennsylvania, and was crossing
a field full of green corn, when suddenly two
big dogs take after me that I hadn't seen be
fore and wasn't prepared for. They were
ugly looking brutes, and 1 thought the best
thing for me to do was to make for a tree,
about dozen rods away, across a little
gully. I'm good sprinter and soon reached
the gully, but in crossing it I slipped, twisted
my ankle badly and fell fiat, bowling with
the pain and unable to go step further.
Tin half minute the two brutes were at
the top of the gully, barking like mad and
ready to tear me to pieces. l thought my
goose was cooked sure, but did not seem to
care, for I could only hug my ankle and fair
ly cry with the pain. The smallest dog of the
two, big collie, reached me ahead of the
other, but to my great surprise, instead OF
sinking his long, sharp teeth in my flesh
stopped and looked me all over for a second
and when the other dog, huge mongrel
brute, came and made a dive for me the col
lie showed himself between us and pushed
him off. The mongrel could not understand
this and evidently resented it. He gave Q
snap at his companion and made another
dive for me, but the collie got him by the cal
and dragged him off. Then the mongre
turned on the collie, but he had no show
there at all, and soon withdrew a little way
and looked at us in growing amazement.
''The collie shifted at me a little, evidently
seeing that 1 had hurt myself badly, and
then went over and apparently consulted
with the mongrel, for they both disappeared
over the edge of the gully and presently
came back at the heels of man, the farmer
who owned them. He was not much better
than the mongrel, however, though he lei
me lie there in peace for an hour or two, anG
by and by was able to limp away with q
whole skin and no more rags than I brought
thanks to the collie. New York Tribune.
On the Street Car.
Three gentlemen boarded an Indiana ave
nue. car at Eighteenth street the other day
bound for down town. In the southeast cor
ner was a pretty girl, plump as little ripe
| peach. At Sixteenth street an angular look
| ing female, with an anxious cast of counte
nance, came in and took seat directly oppo
site the three gentlemen. She was evidently
| bordering over serious matter. Pretty soor
| she took SMALL square box from under hel
| arm and placed it in her lap. Then she re
| moved the cover and disclosed movable
| block puzzle, similar to the 15-14-13 night
mare. Upon this she went to work.
The ripe peach girl in the corner looked
amused and the three gentlemen united in 6
| grin. But the angular woman buckled down
| to tho solution of the puzzle and worked
| hard. In few moments there was a noisy
| jangle of bell, and the angular woman
glanced up at the street indicator. Then she
closed the puzzle box with sigh and recov
! cred her anxious look. She was evidently
superstitious. The indicator said 'Thir-
teenth street" and the thirteen discouraged
the woman. Then the three gentlemen
broadened their grin and the ripe peach girls
| smile grew into laugh.-Chicago Herald,