The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-04-11
DANCER" OF OAK STREET.
Supposed to Have Been Drunk When
 He Bit Lilly Martin

supposed to Have Been Drunk When He Bit Lilly Martin.
 | big black dog known in Oak Street | asr Danger, last evening savagely and repeatedly bit a fve-year- r-old girl. The brute was finally driven away by 8 crowd of women and children. The girl was Lilly Martin, the daught-
 CT of John Martin, a laborer, of No 10 Oak Street. After being treated by Dr. Cooke, of the Hudson Street Hospital she was taken home. Martin refused to allow her to be taken to the hospital. Danger is a huge rawboned dog that nobody owns or claims. and that ap- peared in Oak Street something over a year ago. Since then he has made his headquarters in a saloon at New Cham bers Street and New Bowery. He has been fed and starved, petted and kicked alternately He has also if neighborhood reports are true, been taught to drink beer and has often been made so drunk that he could bare ly stagger through the street, The dog, it is said in Oak Street was in just such a stupor last evening when he attacked the little girl
 Lilly was playing in the street in front of her home There were scores of other children playing also Down the middle of the street came Danger,
 stumbling, falling down now and then, snarling and growing, and with the
 black shaggy hair along his spine
 standing upright. When the dog ap-
 poached the children scattered pellmel
 except Lilly, and she todded up to the
 brute and put her arms about his neck.
 The dog threw her off, snapping al her
 as he did so his teeth slightly tearing
 her wrist. The child fell on the pave
 ment. and with bound Danger stood over her, tearing at her brightly colored
 Sunday dress.a, ripping it into shreds,
 and now and then lacerating her flesh.
 The girl screamed in terror, kicking and fighting with her little feet as best she could. and covering her face with
 her arms. Scores of women and child ren flocked into the street Cries of
 help were mingled with those of Mad dog!" A panic seemed certain, when
 half dozen of the more brave of the women grasped sticks and stones and advanced toward Danger Suddenly the dog turned and started off with his slouching, stumbling gait up the street toward the saloon.
 When Dr. Cooke arrived he asked whether or not the dog had exhibited any signs of rabies.
 Nav, he an't mad" spoke up by stander Hes just drunk; he gets that way every day. Hes always mean then. He's a great fighter too
 Being satisfied that the dog was not mad, Dr, Cooke dressed the chil6's lac eratIons. He cauterized the wounds by way or precaution
 Two policemen were sent out to shoot the dog, but they reported soon that they could not find him. The saloon where the dog makes his headquarters has a Sunday entrances. A reporter got into the saloon through that en trance last night. On the floor near the stove lay Danger fast asleep and snoring. The saloonkeeper said he did not own the dog, and had never seen anybody give him beer or drink. Some of the bystanders, however, said they had seen Danger SO drunk that he could not stand on his feet, and declared that he had nasty temper when in that conditon.-New York Tribune