The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1895-10-31
nsappened to the South was her defeat,
suP h33shing but interminable confusion
"oai" nave followed her victory"
A TRUSTWORTHY DOG.
BY JOSEPHINE r ..,,>,,,>>-


a lew years, ago q man in Lanca-
shire, England, owned q moss intelli-
Frank. His owner was s wheslwrig6t na%ea
and often left his shop for hours at q
time, but never thought of closing or
locking the door, Telling Frank tn
watch the shop was quite sufficient to
make sure oil would be safe, as more
than one event proved. Ono day q
friend passing along found Frank lying
In the door, spoke to him, and went
into the shop. Frank knew the visitor,
so made no objection, but turned around
to keep an eye on his movements. The
man being we'll acquainted with the
owner OF tho shop walked about while
waiting, and finally picked up o chiscl
from the bench. Instantly Frank was
ut his side, put his forepaws on the
bench, and gontly closed his Jaws on
tho wrist Of tho hand that held the
chiBcl
NO amount OF cOaxing could induce
him to let go, und any movement of
tho hand was met by such tig htening
OF the teeth that tho prisoner soon
realized it would be much wiser to
submit to his un just arrest quietly and
hope for the speedy return Of his friend.
Ihis nope was vain, however, for he was
obliged to stand at tho bar four hours
and half, during which time neither
man nor dog moved u muscle. When
the owner came in and calll q Off the
four-foOted police officer the man,
more dead than alive from standing in
one position 80 long, said You may
b: sure | shall never call on you again
when you arc out" And as the story
was told about town everyone felt there
was no danger Of that shop being rob-
bed while Frank was alive.
~ butcher in the neighborhOod kill
ed his beef every Wednesday as re-
gularly as the day came, and at a Ger
tain hour Frank would appear to ask
lor his bone, which was always given
to him. He would trot to the shop
with it, and put it inside Pile of wheel
spohes which were stacked up like q
log house, making a hollow square.
Every day or two he would go and pull
IT. out, gnaw on it for while, and put
it back.
One day he won't as usual. but found
his closet. like Mother Hubbard's.
bare" He looked, shifted, growled,
and looked again, but no hone could he
see. Then he caught sight of q hole
unde" tho wall near by, and seemed to
remember that the family cat was in
the habit OF coming in that way at
times. and in that moment he had
decided who was the thief. Lying
down beside the hole, he prepared to
play the part not only Of police officer,
but eXecutioner, and when at last the
unsuSpecting pusS crawled through
that hole she walked into the laws of
death, for in less time than it takes to
tell the unforgiving dog had made it
certain that she would never steal his
dainties again.
Frank must have been .ather fond
of varied diet. and perhaps was
something of glutton. Anyway,
there were sevcro! men about town
who were alway glad to see him, aud
when he called ut supper time, us he
generally did, some morsel from the
table would oftenibe given him. Some
times he would get to the house too
soon, but never vcntured to go in till
he had announced himself by bark
on the doorstep. If the man was not
al home, some one would say, mo,
he is not home yet, Frank" and the
doga would go away without Offering
to come in. at other times the man
would say: "Hhven't anything for
you tonight, Frank" and then he
would go on to another house: but if
invited to come in he seemed to un-
derstand perfectly, and would make
call with as much dignity and propri-
ETY. of behavior as one would expect
from Il human being.