The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1891-11-21


rhine in barking when Out for Blood.
N one had spoken at the club for
.hour HI hour when raconteur rose to
tba occasion. Laying aside his pipe with
. look Of regret he began:
.It's a popular saying that barking
docs don't bite. Like other popular say
;ngs ,hi, i a fallacy and misleading
psrkin2 dogs 40 not bite while they are
barkj,.. lat there is only one species of
oor:ne That sneaks up to you and takes
hold without saying a word. That is
INA Scotch collie, which inherits its habit
~ silent biting from sheep nipping an
cestry.
ident.
story? God bless you. I have none
~ tell. sir quoted the raconteur, re-
Numbering his classics; this is only a
memory IF two dogs, accursed Erutes,
that lived with an unfriendly man on a
hill over which the postroad was laid.
This man. who was Cain among his
fellows kept two savage mastitfs, who
not only ba:ked but bit whenever it was
nossihle. vas counting my first wife
m there IL the Cumberland mountains
IN British North America where this
happenr3, and had to pass the house
,ornlarlv. drove a blooded mare that
rent like q bird, and the dogs were no
match cor her, but it was very annoying
nhayt them follow me down the hill
FOR mile or more barking and yelping
Gke demons. They would bark at the
stage coaches and run long distances
after them. but the passengers were safe
inside and the driver and those on the
outside were TOO high for them to reach.
But heard frequent stories of their at
lacking men, and being beaten off with
sticks and stones. l asked why they
were not killed and my answer was
always the same, shrug of the should
ms and the remark: You don't know
the kind Of man their owner is It
seemed that he lived alone with his
iogs, and people feared him SO much
they dare not go to him to complain
or call in the provincial laws to help
them.
TERRIBLE CHASE.
"a crisis came, when one day took
nv sweetheart out for sleigh ride in a
low pung belonging to her father, to
which was harnessed my own sure and
syift footed mare. 1t was a lovely day
and we expected to make q safe and
rapid descent of the mountain, dis
lance of ten or twelve miles. The air
was crisp and cold, the sleighlng fine,
and we SKINNED up the ascent and
reached the landing before we knew we
had started. There we were met by the
dogs. think it would have been less
difficult to have gotten rid of q pair Of
wolves. | dare not give my mare her
head going down that long, steep declivi-
~ on frozen snow, and the dogs, en-
boldened by the cold or maddened by
repeated lashings from my whip, jumped
nmy companion and tore her cloak and
her dress in mouthfuls. l dubbed with
my whip and beat them on the head, but
they did not even seem TO feel my blows.
Their great black and yellow frames
qulvered with ferocity. The hair on
their backs stood up like names; their
eyeballs cleaned red and angry, and the
noise they made was deafening and dis
tracing.
"'Oh" exclaimed, why haven't I a
pistol?
Look in the box under the seat
cned my companion, whose face was
blanched.
i looked quickly, and found rusty
double barreled horse pistol Of make OF
forty years ago.
" Is 1t loaded" asked.
Yes, but don't shoot. II you do that
man will kill you"
TWO SHOTS FIXED THEM.
remember thinking how like q
woman 1t was to tell me where TO find
the pistol and then ask me not to shoot.
laid the reins loose on the mares
JACK and away she went like the wind,
oeyond my control now, and knew she
would never stop till she was mile be-
yond the level ground at the foot of the
II the pung held together; if nothing
N--N mart SWcIN0 IIO11 IIlC OlTcCL
Hne; II, III fact-if Providence kept an
.,'e On as, and the breeching didn't
OleSk' we might escape breaking our
uecks. looked back and saw the dogs
sa'nilg On rs, even at that mad gait
~ r1en TOO ann and fired Bang! Bang.
1nefe were two dark objects lying prone
" ,ne snowy road, and as quick as she
.Uuio gather her feet under her my mare
.'opped In her tracks. She was trained
" tae USE Of a gun.
Out my companion urged me to hur-
:. on and we were soon down the in
sune ana beyond the reach of recogni-
0n of pursuit, and strange to say no
lr e out our TWO selves ever knew who
.ieo those dogs. We heard the most
-af'elous accounts of the slaughter, the
m eapon varying from Queen Anne
.usket to cannon, but dead they were
o.s ao0r nails, and their reign of terror
IT, imagine their owner did not care
a. culture out to avenge their death. !
br. ~ boldly past the house every day,