The Savannah morning news., 1902-04-13

Dear me! How annoying" OBJ
served the Bellows. "As if we haven't
had enough coasting this trip without
taking turn on an avalanche"
But what shall we do?" roared the
Andirons excitedly. Il never fore
saw this
"slide, 1 guess. said the Poker
calmly. Its all we can do"
The barking of the dog approached
closer.
Good" cried Rightly, clapping his
claws together gleefully, as an idea
flashed across his mind. Its one OF
those famous st. Demands; he'll take
care of Tom, and as for us"
The thunderous roar of the descend
ing avalanche drowned the sounds of
Righty's voice, and all that could
now serve. as a means of conveying
their thoughts to each other as the
making of wild motion with the
hands The Poker stood erect and
stiff, looking grimly ahead of him. as
if resolved to meet his fate bravely;
the Bellows threw himself fiat upon
the glacier and painted; while the two
Andirons, standing, guard on either
side of Tom, peered anxiously about
for the rescuer of their little guest,
nor did they look in vain, for in a
few moments the huge figure of a st.
Bernard appeared below them, rush.
their side. For some reason or other,
the st. Bernard seemed to have some
thing familiar about him, but Tom
couldn't quite say what 1t was.
Bow ow-wow!" the dog barked,
gleefully for this was just the sort of
work he most enjoyed,
Strangely enough, Tom seemed to
understand dog language for the first
time in his life, for the bark said to
him as plainly as you please: Climb
on my back, sonny, and I'll have you
out of this in a fifty"
The lad lost not a moment in obey
ing Aided by the affectionate boosts
OF the Andirons he soon found himself
lying face downward upon the broad,
shaggy back of the faithful beast.
He closed his eyes to shut out the
binding snow for a moment, and then
Tom sat up and rubbed them, for
there was no snow, no avalanche, no
Alp. no st. Bernard dog in sight Only
a friendly pair of andirons staring fix
eddy at him out of the fireplace of his
fathers library; the poker standing
like grenadier at one side, and the
bellows, hanging from brass headed
pail on the other. Besides these, lying
on the rug beside him, his head cock
ed to one side. his eyes fixd intently
upon Toms face. and his tail wagging
furiously, was Jeff-no, not a st. Ber-
nard, but shaggy little Scotch ter
rier.
Hello, Jefy!" said Tom, as he
rubbed his eyes a second time. Where
have you ben all this timer"
Wool" barked Jeff, and cooking
his eye knowingly
And was ii you who rescued me
from the avalanche?" To masked.
'Woof!" replied JEFF, as much as to
say he wouldn't tell.
Well it was mighty good of you, if
you did, Jeffy.' Tom said. gratefully.
Only wish you could have taken me
to the Candydike or the Lobster shop
instead of straight home-because
Pm not only hungry Jeffy. but
should very much have liked to visit
those wonderful places"
Wool" said Jeffy.
Which Tom took TO be a promise
that his rescuer would do better next
time.
The little party has not been of
again since but the o1her night some
pieces of newspaper were thrown into
the fireplace and. all but one of them
were burned. Rightly held this one UNI
der his claw and Tom, while trying to
get a word out Of his friend. caught
sight of 1t.
Hello" said Tom, as he read what
was printed on the clipping. The as
tronomers a the Lick Observatory
have discovered psw constellation