The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-09-02
A GALLANT RESCUE.
How B-Iiigerent Ruby Was Saved From
an Awful whipping.

an Awful whipping.
1t must, fear, be confessed that
Ruby was a terrible fighter. When he
first came to us. he fought with every
dog in the town, desperate battles,
which most of his foes took care TO
avoid after one encounter, but which
few quarrelsome spirits like himself in
dulged in at all risk.
And, indeed, the danger was great.
Ruby was often wounded and would
crawl home faint and bleeding after one
of these disgraceful scenes and lie for
two or three days in his kennel while
his wounds were healing On these &C.
casions he looked thoroughly ashamed
of himself, but l am afraid he was
great hypocrite and only hung his head
and looked very penitent TO awaken our
pity. In any case, we were thoroughly
ashamed of our dog and his i'll deeds,
for very often somebody else's dog found
its way home in the same sorry plight,
and we had to 90 and tender apologies
and offer TO pay the doctors bills.
When Ruby was very sorely hurt, we
used TO shake our heads at him and say:
"Ab, old doggie, you have had a good
lesson this time, and right well did you
deserve it. Perhaps you will know bet
ter now.
But not at all. Experience, which
makes even the owls wise, did not
seem to teach him anything. Before the
cuts and bruises had time to heal he
was ready and eager for new ARRAY
and started out for walk on mischief
bent
Ruby sometimes met with an enemy
that was more than a match for him.
There was one collie in particular that
nearly killed him twice. Once he was
saved from this fate by the help of his
great friend the cat. The collie was a
near neighbor, so that even at home
there was the danger of row.
One day dreadful quarrel took place
on the lawn. The dogs were closely
locked, tearing each other with sharp
teeth. Our brother had broken stout
walking stick in beating them, but nei-
Their would yield. The gardener bella
bored them, too, but without the least
effect 1t was terrible sight So fierce
was the struggle we thought our dog
must have been killed.
At length the collie pinned poor Ru-
by to the ground, holding him by the
throat, and we thought his last hour
had come, but help was at hand from
an unlocked for quarter.
While we stood and watched the en-
counter and while three men had tried
in vain to separate the dogs, the cat
had been looking on, too, and now with
a sudden spring she bounded off the
terrace, few across the lawn, and,
springing like fierce tiger on to the
collie's back, she dug her claws into his
neck. The great dog was so astonished
at this attack from the rear thai he
loosed his hold on Ruby and skunk off,
being hooted and chased by all, includ-
ing the valiant cat, who followed till
he was driven right out of the garden.
This is q perfectly true story. The
brave cat is dead, but Ruby sits by the
fire, enjoying a peaceful old age. He
gave up his bad habits when he came
to years of discretion and never fights
now. dare say he often fights his bat
ties over again when he confides in a
young puppy who bites his ears when
he wants to have game, as the gypsies
bite the ears of their horses Ito make
them GO. If so, he must think CRATE
fully of his gallant rescue. IF. A.
Eulcher