The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1896-06-24
GARRY, THE COLLIE.

"Yes, sir, am an old man now, and
rather feeble on my pins, but l can re-
member when a 30 mile walk, 10 mile
out and 10 mile home, was nothing tC
me.
'You see, was q country postman,
and used to take the letters from a small
town to a village lying 10 mile out ev.
cry morning. Aye, sir I've done tidy
bit of walking in my time if it was all
reckoned up. Thirty-fve years post.
man at 30 miles day"
''You have indeed, replied, land
should think you must have met with
many adventures during your long, lone
ly walks in a service which has extended
over SO many years. +"
"Only one adventure or mishap, per
haps should say, the old man replied
land if it had not been for very dear
friend. long since dead, these old eyes
of mine would never have seen this day.
Marthat' he shouted, at the same time
knocking with the stick on the stone
flags of the little cottage porch where
we We're seated.
The summons was answered by d
young woman who came from the
kitchen, wiping her wet hands on a
coarse brown apron.
"What do you want, father" she
asked pleasantly.
Just fetch Garry likeness, my lass,
and have care with it. 1 wouldn't
have it broken for the world"
Martha went away, but soon returned
with small photograph on glass and
placed it carefully in the old man $ hand.
''That, sir, is tho picture of the dear
friend who saved my life," no said,
passing it to me.
/ was not little surprised to find
that the dear friend was large black
and tan collie dog My curiosity being
aroused, begged the old man to tell
me the story, and here it is:
''When had been about 30 years III
the postal service" began the old man
in his quayering voice, "a farmer ono
day made mo present of colley pup
of pure breed. l named him Garry.
AS he grew up taught him almost ev-
erything dog could learn. He got SC
that he could just understand what was
said rs well as any Christian.
"When he was old enough, took
him with me ON my journeys, and very
soon he got SO used to it that he really
seemed to think it was as much his duty
as mine, and when let him carry the
satchel there was no prouder dog in all
England.
II had to be'up very early in the
mornings, get my letters as soon as they
were sorted, and be at my destination
by $3.50, where delivered them to the
postmaster in the village, who kept a
grocer's shop and postofflce combined.
at was pleasant enough in the sum-
mer months, but during the winter it
was q cold, dreary walk--dangerous,
too, in tho dark mornings to any one
not used to the path, rs one part Of it
ran along the edge of deserted stone
quarry, over which the unwary traveller
might easily step if he missed the beat
en- track.
"But as Garry and knew every foot
of the way, never felt the least mis-
giving, no matter how dark tho morn
ing, except when there had been q
heavy fall of snow, and then l trusted
to the dog, who would walk ON ahead.
By following his footsteps found that
never lost the path.
Zone dark December morning, the
snow lying thick upon the ground and
a cold north wind blowing, / started on
my usual journey in company with my
faithful friend.
Though muffled up in greatcoat and
comforter, the wind seemed to pierce
through all my clothing, and the hair
about my face was soon stiff with ice.
we shall have rough time of it,
old fellow, / said to Garry, whose only
answer was short bark and roll in
the snow. Then. shaking his coat, he
settled down to his business as guide,
going few steps in advance of me.
1.-THE exertion of tramping through
the snow soon set the blood tingling
through my veins. and on went, feel
ing as warm and comfortable as circum-
stances would allow.
"After an hours hard walking, we
came to the old quarry, Garry, as usual,
taking the lead.
''The snow was almost knee deep
here, making it hard work for me, and
harder still for poor Garry.
''But we plodded on. and at last came
to the stump of an old tree, by which /
knew that we were past the dangerous
part of our journey.
"The snow was not nearly so deep as
we got farther on, which made it much
better walking; but before we had done
another mile large fakes began to fall
thick and fast.
Knowing the danger of being caught
in a snowstorm in that neighborhood,
I increased my pace and pushed on with
sll possible speed.
In descending a steep incline / lost
my footing and fell heavily, with my
right leg twisted under me.
Garry was by my side in an instant
and / tried to rise, but there was some
thing the matter with my leg. and / fell
back sick and faint with pain. ! tried
again and again, but every time made
the attempt / suffered dreadful torture.
Plainly the limb was brokeni What was
I to do?
81 was lying there perfectly helpless,
and snowstorm was coming ON.
''There was little chance of anybody
passing that way unless was missed
and search made. But might die be-