The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-10-09
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1 dog in the country. Here, Dan'1; here' sir, here!' lay and retorted. sharply: "If your dogs so thunderin' smart, I'd think he'd find his way home alone, sir.
 The judge gazed g. at him with a LOOK
 "it's quite evident. sir" he said. "that you don't know as much about dog as gadfy knows about heaven, No set-re: home without his master. Here. Dan'l; come here, sir"
 But don't he know enough to follow you?" asked the major. .contemptuousiy.
 "of course he does. sir; of course he does But how dS you think ihns dos Ss nas rnas around with his head up in the air; ike he'd treed a coon? No. sir: ,, He trat,s s you understand? By the scent of his nostrils. And no dog in this country has finer set of nostrils than Dan1 has, wagon. Here. DanI. Dan'l! An, here he comes. Yes. sir; finest dog In the coun- try. sir"
 The major smiled and cracked his whip over his horses back. The wagon rum bled along into the village and up the main street of the town.
 A yellow cat suddenly bounded out Of Smiths Emporium and loped across from under the wagon. started in pursuH. but his movements were too slow. The hind wheel caught him and bore him to the ground. where he lay. bowling with
 Thornton stopped his horse and Whit more climbed out and took the dog in his arms. The animal looked appealingly lp- to his face and whined dismally. The tened in his eyes, A crowd gathered while Whitmore stroked his dogs shaggy coat in helpless pity and scowled at Thornton.
 Cant help It," sail the major from his seat Your dogs so internal smart, thought he'd had more sense than to get in the way of movin' wheel The judges lips twitchcd angrily.
 Major" he said, severely, you're an old fool, sir
 The crowd suddenly parted and young her si way to the judges side. She was tall and graceful-pretty, but not hand some. But there was tender compassion in her large. brown eyes. She kneeled beside the wounded brute and petted his
 "What an intelligent looking animal"
 The Judges eyes spark!ed and he
 The woman stooped and examined the at at his Ii Side: why: his i, isgy, is broken" she ssd is .s,5 he XyStmdTe ySHT Spg pathetcay wouldn't take farm for him. Owned him for years. We're great friends, Dan'l an l." The dog looked up in his masters face and wagged his, his tail; m ;, An An fore he went to the city,.
 "Dick?' said the woman.
 ''Yes'm," said the judge. "Dick Whit
 Oh replied the woman, and her eyes to my office; If fix him up and he'll be as good as ever in short time.
 Whitmore smiled, and taking the dog in his arms followed her. ''Dan'l Is smart dog" he said, but he didn't know the major was such a blamed fool that he'd drive over him.
 A fortnight later the judge received a letter from his son. It read:
 Dear Father: Now don't swear when tell you that I have so completely re- inhaies with the atmosphere in Clover dale that I have actually fallen in love with a new woman-a female doctor. We are to be married shortly. My intended town, where she insisted.i in locating and opening an office in spite of my vehement protests and my assurance that she would be run out of the village s.t,a insids de.Sa Sa M D.. and while she does not make a speciality of canine surgery, she IS quite successful in that line. believe. l trust that prejudice will not force you to with hold your congratulations. Your way ward son Dick"
 The return mail carried the judges re- ply. It was brief, but concise:
 HDear Dick: I always knew you were a lucky dog Miss Graham's got more right down hard sense than all the other residents of Cloverdale put together. in- l cluding Dan'l. She knows smart dog when she sees one, and that's more than can be said about Major Thornton, who poses as a modern Solomon. God bless you, my boy. Your forglving father, ''HEZEKIAH WHITMORE.' R E." by Elizabeth Cherry Waltz.