Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-11-02
THREE DOG STORIES.


Affection For Their Masters of a
Newfoundland, a Terrier and
Bulldog.
1.-The most pathetic thing about the
thoroughbred dog" said the man whose
time has been spent about the kennels,
rs his devotion to the memory Of
kind master who is dead. There was
friend Of mine VINO owned a Newfound-
land, and Dash, as they called him, was
never contented when away from his
master. Not long ago the master was
taken Ill. He had to be moved to hos
pital and Dash was left at home. The
dog refused to eat.
About II o'clock one night he began
to howl. His cries alarmed the men,
bers Of the family, who were greatly
concerned about the condition Of the
patient in the hospital While his
cries continued the telephone bell rang
and the message Of death came over
the wires.
Dash was sent away until after the
funeral. After his return a portrait
Of the dead master disappeared from
the house. Search showed that the dog
had carried 1t into a recess under the
house. It was rescued from him with
difficulty and screwed to an easel in
the library. A rug was put down in
front Of it for Dash. He lay there with
with an expression Of unutterable woe
on his face. He wouldn't eat. For
week he kept his vigil. Once or twice
he licked up little water, and tasted
dainty food, but he grew weaker day
by day. One morning, ten days later,
the library door was opened and there
was the faithful Dash dead on his rug.
Instances are common In which dogs
have remained by the body Of mas
ter, refusing to leave. 1t seems cruel
to think Of killing an animal Of this
kind to get him out Of the way, and yet
1t has been found necessary In many
cases. A very remarkable case Of this
kind happened few years ago within
my knowledge. There was little
fox terrier, trim little animal with a
wag Of his stumpy tail for every one,
and he was the pet Of young boy who
had reared him from puppyhood. When
the little fellow was taken i'll the dog
would creep into the room, without the
least noise, and would lift himself on
the bed to lick his masters hand. It
was really touching. After a time the
boy became dangerously i'll. The dog
had to be excluded from the room; but
he sat by the door, never leaving 1t,
with an expression Of abject sorrow on
his little face.
"The boy died. The dog knew it just
as we'll as II he had been human, and
they took him away until after the
funeral. In some way, however, he
escaped and returned home just as the
body was being placed in the hearse.
He followed it to the cemetery. At the
grave he sat on his launches, his "x.al
cast down, and now and then his cries,
always low and painful, caused big
tears to fall from the eyes Of those
who were watching the last rites. He
moved up closer when the grave was
being filled, and when the mound was
being smoothed off and the flowers put
down the dog advanced and laid him
self down ats the head. A member Of
the family tried to pick him up; but he
snarled threateningly and they left the
little country cemetery, and the terrier
stayed there to guard the last resting
place Of his master.
"The family believed the dog would
return home that night; but he was not
in his box the next morning. By noon
he had not returned and servant was
sent to the cemetery. Just as he got
to the path leading down to the grave
the servant heard wild scream Of pain
and terror from the terrier, and before
he could hasten to see the cause Mack
had been killed. The blow which ended
his faithful life was struck by work.
man whom Mack had attacked when
he tried to arrange the earth on the
grave.
Dogs seems to realize when there Is
trouble in the air. There is true story
of a big bull dog that seized the hand
of a drunken man who was trying to
kill his master. Blink, the dog, had fol-
lowed his owner into barroom one
night and was lying under the table
when a difficulty arose between john
son, his master and an italian. The
Italian fired at Johnson once and wss
about to fire again when Blink jumped
and caught the mans wrist in wise
like grip. The italian dropped the gun.
Like a flash, Blink released his hold
on the man wrist and seized him by
the throat. The Italian was thrown
to the floor, and 1t was not until john
son had kicked Blink in the side that
he let go. 1t was rather hard punish
ment for his good services; but If the
kicks had not been given the man
would have been killed by the terrible
laceration of the throat"
THE PRESIDENT PRISoNER.-One
would naturally think that the chief
executive Of so great a nation as ours