The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1894-03-31
A KNIGHT IN hOOFS.
A Horse Saves His Masters Daugh-
ter From q Ooo

James b. Dill, a New York lawyer,
who has "A stable OF fine hunters at
his home in Orange, \. j., and at his
farm Mt Huntington, l.. L., has one
big bay named Jack, for which he
might have been induced to accept
reasonable price week ago, but now
he says he would not part with the
bay for "all the wealth OF the In
dies" And thereby hangs a tale,
The bay Jack is one OF dozen
hunters which Mr.. Dill keeps in his
stable at his home on Harrison street,
Orange. His fad is breeding hunters.
He does not hunt himself with the
Essex County hounds, but he loves
to ride cross country, and is out
every morning for run over ground
which he pays for the privilege OF
crossing because IL offers him lot OF
good fences.
Mr.. Dill has little daughter who
inherits all her fathers love OF
horses and riding. Nearly every
morning she goes out with him on a
little black mare that is her special
pet and her personal property. She
is superb little horsewoman, tho
peer OF any member OF the fair sex
who rides with the Orange Riding
Club. She does not always follow
her father I'm his morning rides, but
often il at the fences ahead OF him.
Mr.. Dill went out for his morning
ride on Jack Thursday morning. His
little daughter did not accompany
him. ~~AIr. Dill was out for an hour
or two with the bay, and then re-
turned to his stable. He was stand
ing Just inside the stable door, talk
ing TO his groom, and had Jacks
bride in his hand
Suddenly he heard scream, and
recognized the voice as that of his
little daughter. Jack, the bay hunt
or, heard IL, too, and he must have
recognized il, for, quicker than IL
takes to tell, and before Mr.. Dill
realized what had happened, Jack
had jerkcd the bride from Mr.. DilPs
hand, backed out OF the stable, and
was running across the stable yard.
Mr. Dill followed, and what he saw
was calculated to make him follow
pretty rapidly. His little daughter
was being attacked by dog, big,
ugly, yellow cur, that did not belong
around the place. She had seen her
father return from his ride, and had
started from the house TO the stable
TO meet him, M was her custom. The
strange dog had sprung at her. It's
teeth were tearing her dress, and she
was vainly struggling TO release her.
self
What Mr.. Dill saw, Jack, the bay
hunter, saw, too, and he must have
had the same appreciation OF the lit
tie girls danger that the father had.
Running until he reached the little
girl and the dog, he reared up on his
hind legs, and then brought his fore
feet down with crushing force on the
vicious cur. The dog released it's
hold on the girls clothing and fell;
but Jack had not finished his work.
Turning just as the dog was about TO
rise again he let fly his hind legs and
gave the cur kick that landed 1t in
heap against stone fence full ten
feet away. Then Jacks work was
done, and he waited for Mr.. Dill TO
come up.
Mr.. Dill found that his little
daughter was not injured, though
badly frightened. Then he went over
and took look at the dog. IL was
dead. Then he went over. TO his bay
hunter, Jack, gave him an affection
ate slap or two and placed his little
daughter On Jacks back. The hunter
seemed to appreciate the compliment
and neghed with delight as he start
cd for the stable, where Mr.. Dill told
the groom 10 give him "the best in
the house and plenty Of it."-[New
York World.