The daily morning journal and courier., 1900-03-03

cribs on fire. We knew, too, that. We 1 felt sure that the other men wanted to
 kill him and that father and the Judge
 were arguing against it.
 1 Tt was an hour or two before the ! flames died out an then we could but
 dimly discern the forms of the men
 moving about the glowing pile of em- 1 bers. We saw party come toward the | house and Jim was waxing eloquent
 -uo 9IeM eq J! op plnoM eq leqM uodn l ly man.
 CT wouldn't have saved him as father
 did, he was saying. I'd "a shot him an
 I'd kill every one of 'em ceptin our
 Zeke an Lindy an the rest of our mig gers an Judge Spence's, on'-' Well,
 there wouldn't have been enough nig-
 gers left in the county to make up
 respectable camp-meetin' if Jim could
 have had his way just then. Jim was
 still eloquent an l was joinin' him
 heart an soul when there came scratching of claws on the stairs an
 cold nose was thrust against my bare legs. Mush? Of course it was. Jim andI had a pitched battle for posses sion of him an forlorn ugly little Mush was as unhappy as we were because ne couldn't break himself in two an thus divide his expressions of joy. When mother an father came .upstairs It. tie later they found Jim and me blub- bering over Musk an him just wag- ging himself to death an barking him self hoarse Judge Spence was with then, an I remember that he said to father: It's a dog again, Ronald. Do +1,1t TA+h that boy of yours from my alarmed set guns? I shall never forget it..
 "'Yes,' said father it was dog again, an I guess he'll etay here this time He can corrupt the morals of every bird dog I have on the place If he wants to. It was his baylng that gave the alarm It wns just 3 o'clock when I heard him first in the pasture, then here in the yard, an then, sir! right on the porch. I must confess that l placed more dependence in the niggers than I did in the dog, but when he put his nose to the keyhole and howed in my very ear I couldn't stand it any longer. got up from the sofa just in time to see the flames. break out
 "How did you catch the nigger?' the Judge asked .....
 The dog again. said father, picking Mush up by the scruff of his neck an hugging him. This God-forsaken mon- erel nosed him out hiding in the barn an l marched him out
 And, gentlemen, the Judge said what any man would have said at that par ticular time, for there was nothing else to say, an the Judge always would | swear, but he apologiZed to mother at once.
 ''The next day Mush led father and l the Judge to a hollow tree in the woods, where they found an old coat an pair of blue jean trousers that didn't belong | to our niggers. It was evident to us | that the nigger had defied discovery by | hiding in that hollow tree, Mush dis covered him there an with that intelli gence that some brutes have he watched him an warned us That Mush kept out of sight in the day must have been through fear, for he was only a cur-no pedigree an dozen different kind of logs in one I'll warrant. Why, the dogs the posses had didn't trail that nigger [ never couldn't understand, but I'm not sure that they hunted that wood Those details I disremember, but -
 "Mush? He lived on the fat of the and after that. Nothing was good enough for him. But, you know, the Pater always loved dogs" ."-New York Evening Sun.