The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1903-01-24
A TALE OF sCIENCE-A DOG AND TWO
HEARTS
By FLORA STEWART EMORY.

IeI IHdu human beings
"Ye-es, I suppose So"
The two speakers were seated on
the broad porch of a pretty country
home. Harold was visiting his aunt
and Jeanette had been there ever
since her engagement to him had
been announced.
"Tell me more about it, the young
girl pleaded.
mo, dear, not if it makes you un-
happy" he answered, as he laid his
hand fondly on hers.
but must know" she insisted,
fascinated by the very horror she
felt.
well, if l must, 1 must, but I'd
rather tell you how sweet you are
looking this morning"
Harold Wright was not a cruel
man, but his four years at a modern
medical college had deadened his SEN
sibilities. As he explained the diff
ferent ways by which rabbits, cats
and dogs were tortured to death, he
waxed eloquent. Slowly Jeanette
drew away from him, and the fright
ened, pitiful look in her eyes was re-
placed by something Harold did not
see.
Some of Europe's ablest surgeons
have denounced the practice, and said
no real discovery has ever been made
by it, and must admit there have
been great many fake ones as a re-
suit. Still, the subject is instructive
and exciting.
Harold, do they always give an
esthetics?" Jeanette asked. Had
he been less in earnest, he would
have noticed the hard ring in her usu.
ally sweet voice.
"Why, no." he answered truthful
ly; Gin fact, they seldom do, as il
would-interfere with the hearts nat
ural action, aDd the student would
They generally curarize the animal
which prevents resistance, and para
lyzes the motor nerves. To be frank.
| must tell you this does not lessen
the sensations of pain, and Claude,
Bernard, who was the Prince of Wv
isectors, once said that it should be
taken for granted that curarized dogs
experience the most atrocious suffer
ing imaginable"
Harold stopped for breath, his eyes
glistened, and he forgot even his lit
tie sweetheart, SO intent was he upon
his subject.
Il remember one of Our most thrill
ing experiments we bought a dog
from street boy and crowd of us de-
monstrated the effects of a certain
drug that eats the stomach out. We
did it in class, but the professor ad-
vised us to try it for ourselves, so we
did. We found a queer thing in the
dogs stomach. will show it to YOU
later. We strapped him down on a
table, and l was just chicken-hearted
enough to want to give the Job up.
l never saw more beautiful speaking
eyes in dogs head. 1t turned me
sick when saw how he suffered.
But it was great, 1 tell you. The
drug did its work WE'LL"
Poor beast !" Jeanette murmur-
ed. Some dogs have such human
eyes. Sport had that kind"
"And who was Sport ?" Harold
asked, feeling rather uncomfortable
without knowing why, and glad to
change the subject.
"Sport was my pet dog. He was
stolen about three years ago, and 1
cried myself sick. Even now grieve
for him, but l comfort myself by be-
lieving that he got a good home.
Every one loved him, he was so trust
ing and afectionate.
AS she spoke, tears stood in her
big, blue eyes and Harold made a
mental VOW to buy her another dog
the next time he went to town.
"Oh, yes, pet," he said, "here is
the queer something L told you we
found in the dogs stomach" /" He
drew tiny gold locket from his purse
and threw it in her lap.
One long scream filled the air-a
scream of horror and anguish. Har-
old, started, bent over the unconscious
form of the woman he loved better
than all else on earth.
'Speak to me, darling" he cried.
The eyelids quivered, then opened,
and the look of loathing she cast on
him made him dizzy.
"You are a murderer, Harold
Wright" she said, low, but distinct
ly, "and 1 am glad l have seen you
in your true light. The dog you and
your fellow students killed was my
pet; that locket he swallowed during
our last romp together. Yes, you
tortured him to satisfy your fendish
curiosity, and today you have as ef-
fectually killed all my love for you.
Leave me now, and l pray God l may
never lay eyes on you again !"
Her strength was gone and she sob
bed bitterly.
Harold stole away. He did not try
to comfort her, for he could not. He
remembered the dogs eyes. Next
day he received box which he knew
contained his ring. That was all,
not even goodbye.
He determined to merit her respect,
If not her love, and from that time on
he separated himself entirely from the
infamous practice he had espoused.
But the light of two lives had faded,
Just two hearts broken for the sake
of Science" !"