The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1901-04-05
CITY, MD, FRIDAY MORNING. APRIL s. 1901.
salu me captain. "The

sulu me captain. "The
Scotchman who owns her is ashore lust
at present. I'll speak to him myself when
he comes back. Nice dog too. The la
dies aft are all making such an outcry
about it. The dog was Il fayorite with
them. she is 50 gentle and intelligent
"Gorric, the owner, is ashore, but he
said he wad be pitting her doun this
nicht, and he sent the customs and the
laws of his new country to the regions
below" remarked the purscr initiating
Gorrie very creditahly Hell dae il
hissel. None of your managing. \ stane
and string and happit in bit of his
ain plaid
That afternoon Gorrie brought from
the shore "muckle stane" He was ST.
lent and sad, sitting as in the "doleful
dumps strokins Calais shapely, sleek
head. There he remained till dark, a
Stolid figure with his pteous faced collie
contemplating him. His brothers came
out again when the saloon passengers
were at dinner. Many of them bemoaned
the fate of the dog that had been their
fellow passenger for six weeks, for Gala
had been noted and admired by ALL Da-
vid, the eldest of the Gorrics. wore a
shepherds checkered plaid, folded across
his big chest, and over that an ample
highland cloak flung on in acgligent man
ner, half to hide his arm, which for the
time he wore in a sling. The two men
talked TO John and accompanied him
down below, saying they would help him
with Gala. Once in the cabin David
Gorrie took out of his plaid CLASSY eyed
dead Maggie and proceeded to tie up Ga
las legs, while John bound a cruel mix
ture of gag and muZZle round her long
nose. All the while the startled but ODE
dent animal looked up to her master
with melting tenderness in her trusting
eyes. Into her sage head, however. John
implanted the idea all was we'll He as
surcd her. saying: BE canny the moo,
lassie. Dauve wull be douce wi ye"
Into his plaid, where he had often on the
Fife Lomonds in years past carried a
sick lamb, David Gorrie slipped the
bound Gala.
1T is guild job she is of the wee sort"
said John. They aye said at Cupar she
was owre sma', but I'm recht pleased |
keepit her and no the ither sold to An
drew Bethune. She was unco' big"
He drew the flap of the highland cloak
posed to be in sling kept her secure and
quiet.
Gorric saw his two brothers into the
boat and watched them row off in the
dark toward the shore Who. seeing
these three Zig, rawb0ned Scotchmen.
would think they were consummate ac-
tors? No one guessed John Gorric's de
preston and grief as he sat that after
l.,
The sturdy giant, David Gorrie, rolled in
plaid and cloak, appeared to onlookcrs
but simple shepherd from up country
come only to greet the new chum'
brother, having to knock off work be-
cause of his hurt arm. Three cunning
schemcrs these obtusc, loutish Filters
proved themselves to he. Gorrie went
back to his cabin and blackened old Mag
pies grizzled muzzle with a piece of coal
She was marked like all her breed hair
for hair, the same as her younger sister.
except where age had put his white sign
on her. He tied a stone round her neck.
gashed the old dogs throat, and. for fear
closer inspection might prove CALAIS
dead body somewhat elderly he cnvelop-
ed it in the corner If r. plaid as in n
shroud, He carried her forward. his
knife in his hand, and walked up to the
captain.
Il did it myself, sir" he said, touching
his hat to the commander Il could ma
tholc anithcr handling her and my BIRTH
err thocht a Stane might slip"
Gorric bent over the stark body of the
once active collie in his arms gazing at
it remorsefully. for the honest shepherd
had become for the love of his dog
willy actor.
Quite right. my man. Here, quarter
master. Tell the customs officer to look
here. That dog we declared is dead I'm
sorry for you, shepherd, for she was a
nice beast; but, as said, You should not
have brought her. Will you have IA glass
of whisky"
"Thank you kindly, sir. I've no objcc.
ton to a dram, but 10y your leave III put
her over. For a their regulations and
hydrophobia talk there is no a collie in
New Zealand, forbye Fife, to beat my
Gala"
He stepped to the side, lowered the
rigid black and white body and threw
her overheard into watcry grave.
Soon the engines began their work.
and they steamed on in the clear night
to Port Chalmers. Dunedins seaport
Gorrie was 'dowie and wae"-cvcry one
supposed it was because of the dogs
death, but his extra solemn looks were
caused by anxiety as to her safety.
The body of a black and white collie
floated ashore at the Bluff The stone
had slipped from its neck a warning
not to bring out home dogs" said the
customs officials, pointing to the swollen.
distorted cOrpSp LITTLE Guessing that
among the tussock covered hills of South.
land an agile collie of the color of
shepherds plaid ''mobbed" the far scat.
tered nocks or gayorted gayly at the heels
of John Gorrie's cantcring stced, and this
selfsame collie answered to the name Of
Washington Post.