The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1896-06-20

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heaven as be does cur. So Duffy called
the dog in and warmed IL and fed IL
and watched IL with satisfaction beam
ing all over his face. It was spotted
and dirty and wounded and woefully
thin. but Duffy took IL to his heart. he
spent three nights before the fire, no
longer lonely, contsntedly trying to find
a name fer that dog. At last he deter
mined to call It Bessie" aftcr the
much admired daughter Of the COM
handing officer and with a complete
disregard for the entire inappropriate
ness Of the name.
After be had settled this to his satis-
faction he tried to discover accomplish
ments in the creature Here, Bessie
old boy. Set mp now. set up. Can't you
set up7 Well. then. give us your paw.
here. paw. paw. now. Can't you give
MS your pewf Well. then. lie down
Charge. charge. charge Down, lie
down. down. Can't you charged Well.
then. speak. speak. Bessie. speak.
speak now. Wow Speak" But Bessie
could only follow him with his bright.
curious eyes and como when called. So
the solace Of many more hours Of pa
tient waiting lay in teaching Bessie
these and many other tricks until he
was tho most accomplished dog in all
the garrison and greatly beloved at the
barracks. Duffy was little annoyed
about tho comment the inappropriate
name called forth. but he insisted that
It was ms good as another, and the in
congruity was soon lost in Bessie's pop
ularity.
Caldwell saw the dog only on rare &C.
oasions. II staid in its masters room
and slept ON his bed and waxed fat in
retirement He had spoken to 1t several
times, but otherwise took no notice Of
its existence. which secretly riled Duffy.
But Caldwell was preoocupied and not
quite himself. He came home a good
deal the worse for wine one night, and
Bessie. being in his way. got a kick that
sent him crouching to his masters side.
Caldwell might far better have kicked
Duffy. However. the striker understood
and sympathized with the lieutenant's
condition. He himself could never have
kicked n dog. even after pay day. but
all men are not alike. so Duffy petted
Bessie and ahut him up in his own room
and returned to look after the bodily
comfort Of his master.
This, considering the wine. was par
donable. but the next offense could not
be- condoned. 1t occurred in broad day
light, and Caldwell was sober. He had
been having an explanation with tho
commanding officer. and that gentleman
had made reflection upon some Of the
lieutenant's fast growing habits that had
exasperated the already overworried
junior almost beyond endurance. he
strobe into his quarters and found Duffy.
who was not expecting him, dividing
his attention between Bessie's charms
and the buckle Of his masters belt. Now.
Bessies disposition inclined him TO for
give. He ran to Caldwell, looked up to
bis face with soft. affectionate eyes and
put his little paws. one yellow and one
white, upon his knee. Caldwell did not
dare to kick the commandant, but he
kicked Bessie-and broke the yellow
paw. IL was tho one always hold out to
Duffy to greet him.
Duffy bandaged the paw. and In time
It grew we'll But Duffy hated Caldwell
with the most dangerous Of hatreds-a
silent and waiting one.
Caldwells habits did not improve.
His fondness for whisky. whether good
or bad. continued. He had good whisky
in his room. and Duffy knew it. for he
belonged to the old school Of strikers
who do not look upon cigars or liquor At
private property.
One day. after Bessie's foot was we'll
Duffy went to get drink. because his
spirits were low. There was very little
whisky in the decanter. barely half q
glassful. and an idea suddenly flashed
into the strikers mind. Caldwell was
officer of the day. He never started tS
make the rounds without taking enough
liquor 10 keep him warm, and Duffy
knew IL and saw his revenge laid bare.
The striker took Bessie for wall
over to the hospital to show the steward
the mended paw.
Say" said Duffy, I've got tn,
toothache. | didn't sleep none last
night. Hev you got some-what's that
you give me onceY Laudanum. was IL
Kin you let me hev bit?"
why. yes. guess so. " the steward
answered and went into the dispensary
TO get IL.
shall take all thatr' inquired tn,
striker. with sweet simplicity.
Lord No. man. Put some ON cot
ton and stick IL in the tooth.
"Oh. and what wud it do to me IL
! wuz to swallow itY Wud IL kill mey'
"No, there amt enough for that
would put you pretty fast asleep
! though"
"Ohr' said Duffy again.
Then Bessie went through his trick
, for the steward and trotted back hom,
I at his masters heels
That night Caldwell finished th'
} whisky In the decanter and grumble,
! that the sutler was selling him vii
! tasting stuff. then started of it'll
= while afterward to make his rounds
The next day he was under arrest-fo
r drunkenness ON duty.
Q And Duffy. who had, with wei
= played reluctance. given some OF tn
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