The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-04-04
STORIES OF BRIGHT DOGS
a CLEVER BUNCH OF PUPS, WITH
TALES ATTACHED.

n kohboulhu T6SIuAnR III AEou1Oubb WuOt
for obvious reasons, shall be nameless. has a
dog that he would not part with for its
weight In dollars, and the animal is a large
Newfoundland, and is way up in the scales
OF avordupois, says the New York Metropo-
lis. Everybody in fremont knows the
story, and it can be confirmed any where in
that neighborhood. The dog always accom-
panied its master to the train IN the morn
ing and went down TO meet him at night.
On blizzard night, In March, 1858, Mr..
Nameless was, OF course, detained, and did
not arrive on time. The dog was at the
station, and when train time came and passed
IL knew that something was wrong. Three
hours later, when the train finally arrived,
the dog was still on deck. Mr.. Nameless,
who had been stalled in the tunnel, had
been pouring spirits down to keep his
spirits up. He was in that condition known
al tanglefooted," condition that he seldom
enjoyed The TWO started for home. On
the way Mr.. Nameless became fatigued.
He laid in the snow, pulled the covers over
him and went to sleep. 1t would have been
his last sleep, but for the intelligence of the
dog. When MIR. Nameless awoke he was in
bed and two local physicians were debating
as to how it would be possible to bury him
With so much snow on the ground and
the roads in such condition. Mr.. Nameless
isn't IN the cemetery yet. The dog actually
dragged him two blocks and then, becom-
ing exhausted, hurried home, aroused Mrs.
Nameless, and by his barking and whining,
pulling and Juggling, led her to where her
husband was lying, almost covered by the
fast falling snow.
Mr.. Nameless swears by that dog now,
and nothing short of beefsteGk is good
enough for it.
A MUSICAL DOG.
Mrs. Emma Bsckwitb, who. a few yeats
ago, ran on the Beckwith ticket for the
Brooklyn mayoralty, aud who was only
defeated because several or more people
liked the other candidates. has a wonderful
little dog known as "Merrylegs." Ons of
Mrs. Beokwith's daughters, Miss Bessie, is
an accomplished pianist. "Merrylegs" has
been taught to sing, and whenever Miss
Beckwith or her charming mamma are
playing on the piano, the cute
little pet takes a seat beside Ethe
performer and follows the music in man
ner about as near perfection as a dog can.
The pet has a falsetto voice, and although,
OF course, it at iers no words, the sound
emitted is far more enjoyable than that of
many alleged singers who sometimes brave
danger by appearing before the public.
Should false note be struck "Merrylegs"
leaves the room, as II TO convey the idea
You make me tiredn
Mrs. Beckwith would far rather part with
all her political aspirations than with "Mer-
rylegs," as the charming little lady has
often remarked herself.
CAUGHT THE BURGLARS.
Everybody In Bergen county, New Jer-
sey, and for several counties in all direc-
tions, knows Millowner John Bogert of Old
Hook. Mr.. BoRert runs big mill on the
Haokensack. IL was he who sold to Robert
Bonner the famous Joe Elliott" named
otter the sporting editor of the Herald.
Miller Bogert owned bird dog named
Dash" One day he left the mill to go to
a PARKWAY lot on his farm. IL had been
the custom of the members OF his family to
notify him that he was wanted at the
mill by pulling the plug that held the lever.
shove the lever back and thus start the
mill wheel going. The noise could be heard
for hslf-mile or more. and Mr.. Bogert
invariably answered the notification by
hurrYing home.
On the day referred to two tramps entered
the mill and proceeded to rife the safe,
which contained several thousand dollars.
dash" esped them. He hurried over to the
Bogert home on the opposite side of the
road. but could ind none of the womenfolk.
He recrosssd the road, pulled the plug with
body and started the wheel IN motion. The
tramps had gained access to the money,
but, so great was their CONSERVATION that
when Miller Borget came hurrying over the
hill they were making big ticks through the
cleaning for somewhere else, and the mil
ler's money was saved. dash" always ate
with the rest Of the family after that.
BEAT THE RECORD.
No man is better known in sporting circles
than Happy Jack McMasters, the trainer OF
the Princeton athletes, and also of Byrne's
Band of Base Ball Differs.
A couple of summers ago the Brooklynites
were on their way to Philadelphia to hunt
leather with the Quaker City contingent.
Jack was of course one of the party, and
with him was his famous sprinting dog,
DANDY" After the train had pulled out of
Newark the conductor espied Dandy" and
informed Jack that he'd have to place the
animal in the baggage car.
81 guess moi" said Jack.
"But you must" insisted the conductor.
tits against the rules to carry dogs in the
passenger car"
''Ill tie him behind the train them" said
Jack. mo baggage car for Dandy
At the next stop Dandy" was tied be-
hind the train. Notwithstanding tie con-
ductor's protestations: That dog'l be
strung all along the line If, you leave him
there"
81 reckon not, +" said Jack. nonchaIantly.
where do you suppose that dog'll be
when we get in Philadelphia" asked the
conductor.
III Philadelphia" said Jack.
"Ill bet $5-note that he won't"
''Ull have to go you"
The nancy was placsd in a Shareholders
hands. Then the conductor went to the en-
gineer, gave him the tip and told him to
''let her out for all she was worth"
The train fairly jumped from rail to rail.
The conductor chuckled.
Lets go and look how your dogs getting
on" SAID he, sarcastically. to Jack.
They, followed by the crowd, repaired TO
the rear platform. No dog was in sight.
The long rope hung limp.
"l'll take that S5," said the conductor.
"Whea you've won it >" returned Jack.
Get down and look under the train"
The train was going like lightning, but
they all held fast and got down and looked
under the cars. The dog was taking a short
rest and was trotting along on three legs,
the other one being raised in the air.
TURNED IN AN ALARM
Stephen Cody is a well-known resident of
the Tweuty>se cond ward in Brooklyn, and
keeps a drug store on the corner Of Tenth
street and Fifth avenue in that ward.
One day, while strolling through Prospect
park, Druggist Cody CHANGED upon q poor
wounded dog that had had its leg broken in
some way. Druggist Cody took the animal
home with him. had the leg splinted and
nursed the cog back to health. The two be-
came firm, ( ist friends, and the animal was
taught innumerable tricks. Druggist Cody's