The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1898-04-30
MASTIFF AGAINST euLLOoC.

The Big One Was Looking for a Fight
and lie Pound n Good One.
From the Rochester Post Express.
A mastif belonging to an I~rondequoit
farmer struck Rochester this morning
and Immediately began looking for
rouble. He found IL shortly after 10
o'clock In front OF the postoffice build
ing on Church street. in the shape of a
bulldog named Wrinkles, the property
OF c. Eastwood of this city.
The mastin was following his owners
wagon when he espied the bulldog.
which was peacefully trotting along on
the pavement. According to the story
Of the owner OF the bulldog, the mastin
began the fight. Eastwood. hen he
saw that a fight was imminent. asked
the farmer to call his dog off. The far
mer, who wished to see a fight, refused,
and in a m the mastif and bull
dog were fighting furiously.
Both dogs seemed to be trained fight
ers, and attacked each other with the
utmost ferocity. A large crowd. at
tracted by the owe spectacle OF two
ferocious dogs fighting in the daytime
almost In the center Of the city. hurried
to the scene. forming so dense a throng
that traffic was completely stopped on
Church street for some time. Many
suggestions were offered as to how to
part the dogs. but none was successful.
Several men tried In vain to pull them
apart.
The fight began heal the southeast
ern corner of the postoffice on Church
street, and the two dogs rolled and
struggled up the street almost to Sophia
street before the fight was ended. At
first the mastiff, which was by far the
larger dog. had a decided advantage. He
bit the bulldog about the head and
neck In so furious a manner that the
bulldog WAS CnOn 1rinninR with blood.
About the bulldogs neck was a thick
leather collar with a large steel name
plate. So furious was the attack OF the
mastin that this collar was bitten al
most i'm two. and the steel name plate
showed deep marks where the teeth of
the mastif had penetrated.
Twice the bulldog tried to fasten his
hold on the mastifY's throat and twice
the big dog shook him off before he had
fairly fastened his grip. The bulldog
was fighting with all his strength. but
IL looked as If he were outclassed and
as IL the plucky little animal wouf1 be
killed.
Finally. after the dogs had fought al
most Is the bulldog made a
last effort. his head shot forward with
a slight twisting movement. and before
the mastiff realized what had happened
the bulldog had secured the grip he
was looking for on the mastiff's throat,
just below the jaws. That settled the
fight. The big mastiff struggled des-
perately, but could not shake off the
bulldog. whose teeth san deeper and
deeper into his throat. The growls
changed To whines, and il was evident
that in a few minutes he would be dead.
Three men grabbed hold of each dog
and tried to separate them. but all eff
forts to break the grip of the bulldog
were unsuccessful. Finally Mr.. East
wood, the owner of the bulldog, insert
ed a rod Of iron between the bulldogs
laws and pried them open. The mastiff
fed to his owners wagon and crawled
under some baskets.
Wrinkles, the bulldog, was badly bit
ten, his head and neck being terribly
lacerated by the bites of the big mas
tiff, but he didn't seem to mind his in
juries, and when the crowd dispersed
sat down in a sunny spot and licked his
wounds with q look of satisfaction,
which plainly said: II look pretty bad,
u you ought to see the other fellow