The morning times., 1896-08-21
DOGGIE CALLED THE POLICE.
Master Was Drunk and He Notified
Station No. l.


He was a very small dog, with a very
ragged coat. The only feature OF his face
that showed from out the jungle of his ter
rier locks was his tongue. This iolled out
To look iDtently into the face of the little
dog one might suggest that tw sharp eyes
twinkied there.
IL was past midnight when he scampered
up the flight Of stone steps that makes a
preface to police station No. l. He rushed
up with all the inIpetuosity of his terrier
nature. As he struck the plank flooring
OF the station his toenails pia yed a tattoo
on the boards. He did not slacsen his
pace till lie drew up in front OF the tall
desk behind which sat Desk Sergt. Everly.
Tie desk sergeant had heard the CHATTER
across tue iioor, but without looking up
from his report quoted these words from
Hamlet, "a rat! A rat!''
The little terrier paused Tor a moment,
and the only sound that came from him
was the rapid painting OF his breath. No
body at the station seemed to pay atten-
ton to this. The little terrier, finding
tnas his presence was not rcit, raised lis
voice IN tones OF suuDrication. what ne
-tiu Desan With :. dfearr ntt,c whine,
N-.sttilIib- IhtO
lifted into United States, what the little
terrier said was Hello. there"
The desc sergeant RearG ami splasbed an
ink blot on his report. The officer looked
around the room. but not ghost was there.
1T is the wind that means and sighs,"
quoth he. Once more he bent over mis-
report. Once more, the little terrier be-
low him, whIncd a ad no wled. Another ink
hlot darkened that report The desk
sergeant looked for the ghost. None was
due TIL the first OF next month. The
officer listened
Again the ragged little terrier whined
and nowied. Then he became more ill.,
tense and emphatic. He tarked- The
desk sergeant was relieved. 1t was
only Il little dog with an old trunk check
strung around his neck IN srtfui imitation
of u lawful dog tag.
Here doggy" said the good desk
sergeant, as he broke off part OF his lunch
and pruifered 1t TO the little Outcast-
But tire dog would not bite.
He ran toward the door and barked.
He was strangely agitated. He seemed
TO think IL was the duty OF the desk sergeant
TO follow him. He tried this scheme
again and again. each time becoming more
violent ia his manifestations OF distress
THAT dog is mad thought the desk
sergeant. He would have the follow
him 10 some removed ground. mentally
murfnured Mr.. EVERY.
Fathers and Kiimarun walked H.
There's method in that dogs madness,
said Kilmartin. The little terrier led the
way. and the policemen folio we'd Tie dog
plotted them TO a distant lumber yard Then
he shifted around in the dark and stopped
short. lie sent up a howl. The policemen
came up with him and found ii man. He
was PROSTATE and apparently Hfe!ess-
Guess he's dead" said Flathers, and
the little dog answered with wall,
dead drunk said Kilrnartin, as he
lifted the man by the collar. The wagon
was called out and the drunk loaded IN.
The terrier sprang in, too All rolled up
TO the station The terrier was the most
delighted little dog that ever transacted
business At police station M. l .Thedrunken
man was put in comfortable cell. and
the little dog nestled down beside him.
The drunken man was the Little dogs
master.