Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1897-09-02

cattle. Among these was three-yeaF-
old bull, which we had always thought
quite gentle animal In fact. had
often ridden to and fro on his back.
The evening being chilly, was wear
ing at the time one of those camlet
cloaks, lined with red flannel, which
were very much in vogue for boys In
those days A strong wind was blow
ing, and Just as we got within about on
wards of the bull, heavy gust threw
one side of the cloak over my shoulder
thus exposing a large expanse OF the
lining.
On catching sight of this obnoxious
color, the bull changed in one moment
from a peacefully-grazing beast to
maddened monster, and, with hoarse,
believing roar, lowered head and up
lifted tail, charged furiously upon me-
There was no shelter-not even
stump or tree near US, and the craZed
brute had but so yards or so to come.
Flight on my part would have oeen
worse than useless, even II had
thought of it, which l did not. But
in NV mortal fright, did think to
gasp: Carlo, Carlo! Sick him.
CarIoI'-a needless command, tor'
swift as an arrow and fiercely as an en-
ragged tiger, the good dog sPrang for
ward. not squarely in front of the bull,
Int with a little detour. Then, wheel
ing about. he came alongside the
beasts shoulder, and deity seized hlm
by the nose. Now the tables were
turned with Il vengeance. No longer
was the bulls deep roar the eXuItant
trumpeting of an assured conqueror;
in a second it changed TO the pitiful
calf-like bleating of beaten co"aru'
as, distracted by pain and 1rlght' ne
tossed his head aloft in vain attempt
to free himself from the vise-hke grasp
of those jaws, which would never le'
90 except at a masters bidding OF uh-
til victory was achieved
Finding all his efforts of no avail the
frenzied creature now set off IN a mao
run, carrying the clinging dog with
him and utterly unable to strike the
latter with his forefeet.
Around and around the field wildly
careened the interlocked combatants.
while the other cattle, scared out OF
their wits at the strange spectacle,
scampered away, leaving their whllom
lord and master to his fate.
For what seemed to me a full half
hour and to the bull probably an age of
torment, the running fight continued,
the sorely punished beast growing
every moment weaker, until at last he
sank to the ground utterly exhausted;
whereupon Carlo came back to me. joy
ously wagging his short tail, and with
his beautiful brown eyes and triumph
ant bark seeming to ask: Wasn't that
well done, MASTER?
After this severe lesson no creature
could be better behaved than was the
conquered bull, who thenceforth in Car
los presence always put on particu-
larly subdued air, while / might have
Haunted my red-lired cloak in his face
hundred times without exciting him
to more than an intense disgust.
BY such deeds as I have herein re-
lated. as well as by his invaluable serv-
ices in the hunting field and on the
farm. my dog became famous through
out our whole township, and, had been
base enough to do so. I might. scores of
price of a first-rate horse.
He lived to be IS years of age, and
then, though apparently in good health.
painlessly died one day while his grand
old head rested lovingly on my knee.
l buried him on the bank of the stream
wherein he and 1 had so often dis
ported ourselves, and. full-grown man
as I then was. am not ashamed to con-
fess that I shed childish tears over his
grave. which I afterward marked by a
large stone slab, taken from the creeks
bed and rudely engraved by my I'M
skilled hands: my Friend Carlo;
Faithful Unto Death."-N. Y. Ledger.