Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1892-11-28
WON'T BITE DRUNKEN MEN.

Watch Dogs May BE Deceived by the
Stimulation of Inebriety.
Some men were sitting in a NewYork
barroom the other day talking about
dogs and the wonderful intelligence dis,
played by them under various circum.
stances. Every man had dog, and
each dog, as his master described 1t,
was n particularly interesting dog tc
know. After these men had had their
say, n listener, who, according to the
Sun, was apparently of the kind who
like to be on the contrary side, began
to tell how much he disliked dogs and
how much pleasure he had in fighting
and conquering them. He allowed that
some of the tribe might be useful in
one way and another, but their value as
watch dogs, he said, was simply in the
noise they made. There never was q
dog, at least he had never seen dog
so ferocious that he couldn't overcome
him barehanded.
Perhaps" said one Of the listeners
you'd like to try it on now, and shSm
us how you do it."
81 don't know; 1 might" replied the
man. ''Have you got dog that's par
ticularly good on the chaw?"
mo, he amt particularly good, but
he's out there under the shed, and you
might show us how to conquer him by
getting into the wagon where he is.
Still, wouldn't try it If was you,
You'll get hurt, unless you kill him,
and, of course, you're not to do that"
kill him? No, wouldn't kill him
if you wanted me to. Didn't say II
do it barehanded?"
That's what you said, and I'd like to
see it done, if it could be, but you'd
better not try it."
'I'll bet you two dollars can do 1t
and neither me nor the dog'n get hurt.
You put your dog on the seat and I'll
get up and sit alongside of him."
So the money was staked with the
bartender, and, after a couple OF
drinks all around, everybody started
for the dog. Going around the corner
of the building, the shed was seen to be
full of wagons and the one with the
dog was conspicuous because the dog
lay curled up on the seat. 1t was a
bright-looking shepherd, and as the
men lounged around the corner he
raised his head for look and then put
it down on his paws again. At that
the owner of the dog turned to the dog
tanner to say: There's the rig"
The man, however, was already on
his way to the shed, and he went in q
most astonishing form. His hat was
cooked on the back of his head, his
eyes We're half closed, and his mouth
was open, while he swayed and reeled
from side to side as man does when
almost too drunk to stand. He was
talking to himself in maudlin way,
and just before reaching the shed be-
gan to sing in thick voice. When
half way through a stanza of tMolly
Darling he stumbled against a wagon
adjoining that holding the dog with a
| slam that made things rattle. The
spectators looked on in amazement,
but the dog lay still, with his eyes on
| the man. Then the man, still singing,
climbed awkwardly in over the hind
wheel of the wagon he had fallen
against, reeled forward, stumbled
against the seat and fell heavily into
the next wagon between the dash
board and the seat, where the dog lay.
There he remained for a moment, talk
ing as drunken man might do, and
then, singing as before, began to strug'
| gle up to the seat. A minute later he
was on the seat, the dog having first
| edged over to make room for him and
then jumped down into the wagonbed.
"Wellp' said the owner, ''how die
you know 1 ever got into my Wagon
drunk?"
81 didn't know it," was the reply
"but did know that dogs won't bite 4
man:when he's reeiing drunk"