The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-02-17

article, on dogs in general. suggested thu
telling OF this little story Of three dogs In
| particular. In the language Of Elizabeth
Barrett Browning:
MY child, we were bu1B children,
Small, merry by childhood's law;
We used to crawl to the hen-house, x
And hide ourselves In tha straw ~
We crowed like cocks, and whenever
The passers near us drew,
Cock-;L doodle! they thought
Twas q real CO tx that crew."
But it would take whole book, to tell
YOU about the good times that come into
! the lives of little children who live In the
country; SO now. am only going 10 toll
You, first:
About our dog Noble, Noble by name
and noble by nauure. SAIL, dogs like peo-
pie arc sometimes sinners, instead OF
saints, and SO it happened once upon a
time our pet stood ut the bar of Justice
while we waited with bated breath for
the verdict which fell like knell-Guilty:
Doomed to die for taking part In sheep
killing, so the jury took him to the field,
fired the cruel gun and missed their aim.
The poor creature frigh ened beyond
words, ran to the house and nothing could
induce him to leave II for days.
A littlo later, we oil went away to at
tehu temperance MeetiuS neiu III Jne
woods. Imagine our sorrow, when We
found on our return in the evening, dear
old Noble sill in death. The law had
been fu filed, So grave was dug out in
the centre OF u field and four littiu children
stood around, weeping, while father buried
their treasure
A Noble life he led,
An ignUble death he died,
Bitterly wo mourned him dead,
Because of men who lied.
Turning homeward we consoled onr-
selves with the thought that our dear bun.
MES were left us, but Trouble never
comes SINGLE and our grief can better DO
imagined than described when we learned
that they were dead, both killed by the
cruel car. Jeneatte, loving and GENTLE Jean,
wild and untamahla
o darling Joneatte! o darling Jean!
Meath the gooseberry bush, we laid you
low;
Sobbing aloud, with hearts full of woe,
Oh! bitterly our tears did flow.
and thus ended perhaps the first dark
days" In our child-iives
Going abroad Is always an eventin ones
life, but think If the ocean were now to
roll between me and home, l could not
feel farther away than l once did when
at the close Of u beautiful summer day
found myself forty miles away from
home
Little boys and girls were any Of you ever
home sick? Well tor week thought l
would die then recovered and MS tho say
Ing Is was better than ever, for l was per.
fecly happy In the oompanship of my lit
tic cousin, and his three dogs, Nopp, Coley,
and Caeser The little boy has since grown
into good man. Nepp was very fond Of
cap; uriug and killing snakes, huge mon
sters, with which tho forest of Maryland
abound and finally met Il tragic death in
the midst. Coley lived to an advanced age,
and became the mother of many Children,
and Ceaser, dear old Caeser /! 1 AM glad
now that he did not know he was saying
farewell to his native shores. when three
months later, [my vi it ended Uncle tied
him by strong rope to the carriage bed
and he swan across Deer Creek for the
last time do not now remember, why
Uncle gave him to me, but priced the
gilt even as loved the giver,
We had always admired Noble, in his
handsome coat of white and black he was
in short u dignliled dog. but Caeser was
only aplain dog In coat of gray; can.
not remember that he was even noted
for any talent, but he was good, and We
loved him because his great heart seemed
to beat so IN sympathy with onr own.
few years passed quickly away ald
and then came change in all our lives
ngain Caeser was taken from those he
loved best With tears In our eyes, we
told him that no was going across the val
ley, to live in the big house that had al
ways looked down on the little house, and
We knew he would be oh SO happy, and
VIC were going far away. We learned at
terwartl that he wandered for days through
the big six rooms hunting the six children
who were his friends aud playmates, but
grandpa and grandma were good TO him,
and they soon won his love. When the
summer days came some of us always
went back to tho country, and our old
love. How happy We all were then:
Father Time halts not in his fight, and
so one day 1t was whispered about that
grandpap was dead,-a few days later,
while We all sat in the darkened rOom-in
came Caeser and in turn laying his head
In each ono's lap, said with loving eyes,
II am SO sorry for myself and you"
By and by his first master came back to
tho home.pnce, but many changes had
come into Cncser', life. and one Sunday he
wandered all over the old farm in company
with his master. He seemed to be saying
goodbye 10 the cold familiar places" and
the mex day no died. He was laid to rest
in his grave on The hillside by the same
loving hands that had patted him goodbye
only IL few brief years before.
But for Cacrur's history the rest Of my
story would never have been told.
We left our home In the country,
For the great town fur away;
And our childish hearts were heavy
For many weary day.
We pinned, and yearncd for the freedom,
And the vcrluru of the hills;
And our hearts grew sick with longing,
For the music of the rills.
Thus it was that every summer was
hnllel with delight. Tor it always found
come of us back :in the old familiar places.
The summer that our baby brother WIS
four years old, l was grant
ed the privilege of taking him to the coun-
try with me. One afternoon we went over
to the old school house. The teacher asked
II he would like to sing for the children.
With all the naivote that belongs to child
hood, he stepped forward and of his own
cnCice sang the little song running thus:
"Fur you must lie lover of the Lord,
Or you can't go to heaven when you die"
Another day he wandered out on tho
lawn alone, but the great turkey gobbler
chased him and he ran back crying out:
20 Lord have mercy on me-" aud yet
again he fell in love with Caesar.
Daddy kakas' was he pet name he
had coined for father thus lovc ever seeks
TO find expression. After his return from
the country baby Leslie longed for Caesar
and he was even begging for him Ono
day he said Daddy knkas you mus go for
that dog, or shall ask the Lord to send
me one And so he prayed.
Some days later tho front gate stood
open, and n beautiful little black do.
came running in. Leslie on seeing her
exclaimed, "Oh mamma the Lord has
answered my prnyer" Iquote from Cap.
tain january old man fnltered and
brushed his rough hand across his eyes
was IA little baby, 'and 1t said, Daddy?
cried the delighted child. clapping her
hands "Iell what 1t said" it said "Tar.
the old man continued in n hushed voice,
Tar, it said us plain rs l say it to you
and star it Is.
No name marked tho collar Of the beau
tiful dog, and unlike the baby she could
not lisp IT, so mother called her lady.
FROM that day Leslie and Lady were in
separable. He room taught her many pref
! ty ways.j with all the children at school,
she became his boon companion. Some
times he would sit for a long while with
his arms around her neck and she would
look into his eyes with all the love re-
turned. Once she was nccidently scaded,
and mother nursed her back to health.
Once she followed II strange man, and was
gone three days but found her way back
| and came in brcathless with delight
But the time came oil too soon, when,
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