The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1901-07-30
HIS MAD CAREER
Poor Little Mongrel Dog,
Affected By the Heat,
Led a Race for
Life.
Bit FOUR CHILDREN ON THE WAY
Crowds Of Angry Human Be-
ings Chased Him Through
the Streets and Watch
ed Him Drown.
BIT FOUR CHILDREN ON THE WAY

One small dog, color, yellow; breed,
mongrel; size, one foot; value, nothing I;
age, two years; owner, small boys, caused
great excitement for an hour yesterday.
In that short period he bit four children
and several dogs, ran something like half
a dozera miles, led several hundreds OF
men and boys long, weary chase in the
hot sun, left sundry portions of his an
atomy to mark his trail and ended it all,
even his life, in the Hudson River. He
was assisted on his way to the very bot
tom of his watery grave by two bits Of
lead from the revolver of Policeman
Dundon.
Shortly after o'clock, when the heat
was most oppressive and small children
and women were enjoying the shady side
of Mercer street they were suddenly
aroused by that little yellow mongrel
Gashing along from Monmouth street
toward the Hill. The dog was trothing
at the mouth.
At Varick street he dashed into a crowd
of children, scattering them in all direc-
tions and stopping only long enough to
tear a mouthful off the arm of eight-year-
old Edward Eckert. The dog continued
along Mercer street and soon there was
crowd of men and boys in his wake,
bent on his speedy destruction. They
threw sticks and stones at him, but
though several hit him they only re-
moved small patches of his unsightly hair.
Across lots he went to Grand street, when
colored boy was unfortunate enough to
block his progress. The boy was bitten
and he ran screaming to his home.
Down Grand street the dog ran. The
pursuers were growing in numbers every
minute until it looked as if half the male
population of the city had stampeded.
At Henderson street and Newark avenue
the dog stopped long enough to nip the
left hand of Robert Kennedy, seven years
old, of No. 53 Newark avenue. That nip
came very near being the dogs undoing,
as he was almost run over by trolley
car when he resumed his flight. After a
run of several blocks the dog succeeded
in doubling ON his tracks and reached
York street.
At York and Washington streets a meek
looking canine was awakened from his
dream Of the land where there are no
dog days by doggy's bite.
Here Policeman Chinnery took in the
situation. He drew his revolver and
fred three shots at the frothing dog. A
piece of tail dropped at the third shot, but
the dog went right along looking for new
victims as though he didn't mind the
tail. Subsequent events proved he was
wise not to worry about it because 1t
would not have been of service TO him
long.
Along Washington street the dog con-
tipued to Montgomery street. The streets
were cleared at his approach. Reaching
Greene street he turned into Morgan
street At the corner of Greene and Nor
gar streets the dog bit Dora Broderick,
ten years old. on the arm and shoulder
and knocked her down.
Here the crowd of pursuers numbered
about three hundred. The attack on Dora
Broderick seemed to work them to a
great pitch of excitement They chased
the dog down to the Morgan street pier.
A man who was standing on it saw the
dog in time to arm himself with a long
stick of wood AS the dog reached him
he swung the stick and knocked the dog
overheard. Poor doggy swan towards
shore, watched by the crowd who had
chased him. They saw his death strug-
gle officer Dundon stood on the string
piece and shot twice. Both bullets took
effect and the dog sank
Those whom he had bitten were taken
to the City Hospital, where their wounds
were dressed. The physicians at the hos
pital say there is no fear of any serious
result to any of the children.