The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1898-11-10

ihirs. - hs opened The door, aai 80
crowd scared 20 . man.
"I7l tell you what I'll do" saad
smother. I'm give half . dollar 1ue
his hide II anyone II shoot him"
A butchers boy lounging against The
counter bet he could hit him first
crack"
Just then tho puppy settled slowly
ON his launches. looked up at the
butchers boy and wagged his tail.
Look out-don't We come near me-"
said the butchers boy
The next instant . well-directed
boot rolled the puppy into the road.
He staggered to his feet and stood gas.
ing up at the crowd on the porch. his
limbs trembling. The storekeeper
came out with box Of cartridges and
Q Winchester. Throwing q shell into
the magazine he handed the rife to the
butchers boy.
There was pause.
''Git that hind sight fine ON him" h
was the man in the SLOUGH hat telling
tho butchers boy.
"Hyarr' came a stern voice out of tho
dusk, and the next instant the old
hunter, Israel Lukens, had the butch
er's boy by the throat.
| "You young SKUNK" he Numbered,
wrenching tho rifle away from tho
butchers boy. Thought yed be
powerful cunnin', didn't ye? l SEQ
that there puppy when he came daown
20 tho center. Thar ant nothin' the
matter with that dog; he's been used
awfully. Henderson's folks had him,
and them young ones liked to kill
him"
The old man loosened his vice-like
grip, and the butchers boy skunk into
The store. One by one the crowd fol-
lowed sheepishly, while the puppy
trembled against the old mans boot
leg. When the latch clicked on the last
men Israel took the puppy in his arms.
poor leetle cuss," he said. rs he
carried the puppy down the road to
his cabin
And 80 tho puppy lived with Israel.
and one August day the old hunter left
his cabin at daylight with his dog.
Hadn't ye better GIT q couple of the
boys to help ye, Israel. if you're agoin''
to git aout them hemlock?" said Jeru-
shy his wife, as he left.
II presume likely had" said Israel,
leaning on his az at the gate. PRANK
he's ought to went to the center to.
day to git them shingles, and Pete cal
calated he'd go fishin'. No." he con-
tinued. II guess I'll make aout we'll
enough alone, thar ant so much but
what kin handle it," and, shoulder
Ing his az, he disappeared in the woods.
talking to tho dog.
It was about noon when Jerushy fin
tshed her washing and sat Smelling
peas in the coolest corner of the sum-
mer kitchen. Outside in the tangled
garden the bees tumbled lazily over
tho flowers and the yellow jackets
crawled in aud out among the punches
of dried herbs hung under the caves Of
the rickety porch. Below from tho
valley, swimming in the August heat,
came the harsh droning of the mill.
broken at intervals by the delicate
ping, as the log left the saw.
''Thar!'' she said to herself, starting
up a. the mill whistle blew. II hain't
more'n had my hands out Of the dish
water and it's plumb noon" She felt
something tugging at her skirts. and
looking around she saw tho dog.
'Wall, If that don't beat ALL" said tho
old lady, readjustlng her steel spocta
cles. what ais ye-stop it, ye foolr'
But the dog kept Juggling at her
dress
''Got mushrat, have YEP" said tho
old lady. coaxingly. "Wan l presume
we'll have to 60 and see it fore yen
git your satisfy"
At her willingness to follow the dog
loosened his hold and ran ahead, barl-
ing necessarily.
The two crossed the road and fol-
lowed the trail of the path leading to
Israel's ''leetle piece" as the hunter
called his lumber cutting. When he
reached the brook the dog stopped,
snufang to the right and left; suddenly |
he stopped and began to howl, and |
Jerushy, looking at the edge of some
alders, saw the print of Israers shoe in |
the mud.
Then the truth seemed to fash across |
her mind.
''Suthin's happened to Israel or that
dog wouldn't perform like that, I'll
warrant ye," she said, hurrying on.
The dog barked sharply and plunged
on through the woods, the old lady !
following as BEST she could, calling at
Intervals:
''Israel, Israel, whar be ye? Be 70
hurt?"
Suddenly tho dog stopped and list
ened, and Jerushy heard far up the
mountain q faint halloo.
Ten minutes later she found the old
man buried under a hemlock, unhurt
but unable to move hand or foot.
Al Jerushy stood by wringinR her
hands the dog tried to ferret himself
beneath the pile of debris, tugging at
Israels coat.
''Oh. Israel. be YOU q dyin'?" moaned