The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1901-04-05
sa1a me captain. 'SThe

saIu me captain. '"The
Scotchman who OWNS her is ashore just
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 II. The dog was Il faVorltc with
them. she is SO gentle and intelligent.
"Gorrie, 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 crcditably. Hell dae it
hiSsef. None of your mangng. \ stane
and string and happit in Il bit of his
ain plaid"
That afternoon Gorrie brought from
the shore 'muckle stane." He was 81
lent and sad, sitting as in the "doleful
dumps" stroking Calais shapely, sleek
head. There he remained till dark.
Htolid figure with his piteous faced collie
contemplating him. His brothers came
out again when the saloon passengers
We're at dinner. Many of them bcmoancd
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
shepherds checkered plaid folded across
his big chest, and over tuat an ample
highland cloak flung on in negligent man
ner, half to hide his arm, which for the
time he Wore in Il 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 Magpic 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 obe-
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 well. He as
sured her, saying: BE canny the moo,
lassic. Dauye wull be douce wi yc"
Into his plaid, where he had often on the
Fife LomondS in years past carried
sick lamb, David Gorrie slipped the
bound Gala.
1T is guid 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
over her gagged face, and the arm sup
posed to be in a sling kept her secure and
quiet.
Gorrie 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 Gorrie's de
preston and grief as he sat that after
noon carcssing Gala was all assumed
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
schcmcrs these OhtuSc loutish Filters
proved themselves to be. Gorrie went
back to his cabin and blackened old Mag
pies grizzled muzzle with 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, hc cnvelop-
ed il in the corner ?f IS plaid as in
shroud, lie carried her forward. his
knife in his hand, and walked up to the
captain.
81 did it myself sir" he said, touching
his hat to the commander. Il could ma
thole anither handling her, and my BIRTH
er thocht 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.
IN tnr
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; hut, as | said, You should not
have brought her VIII you have glass
"Thank you kindly. sir. I've no obiec-
tion to n dram hut Lv your looyc TN ,nt