The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1903-05-14
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cupying. My nerves are not easily shaken
by trifes. but on this occasion | started
10 my feet In fright-called out-received
no answer-summoned back my re-
creant courage-and looked under the
seat
There. crouched up in the furtnest cor
ner. lay the forlorn cause of my terror.
in the shape of poor little dog-a black.
feebly when l looked at 1t. and called 10
H. but never stirred. / moved away the
seat and looked closer.
The poor little dogs eyes were glazing
fast and there were spots OF blood on Its
glossy white side. The misery Of a weak,
helpless. dumb creature is surely one of
the saddest OF all the mournful sights
which this world can show. | lifted the
poor dog in my arms as gently as could,
and contrived a sort OF makeshift ham,
mock for him 10 lie in, by gathering up
the front or my dress all round him. IN
this way took the creature, as painless
ly as possible. and as fast as possible,
back TO the house.
Finding no one In the hall. I went UP
at once TO my own sittins-room. made
bed for the dog with one of my old
shawls. and rang the bell. The largest and
fattest OF all possible house-rnaids an
swered H. In a state OF cheerful stupid
ity which would have provoked the pa
tience OF saint. The girls fat. shapeless
face actually stretched into broad grin
at the sight OF the wounded creature on
the floor
what do you see there 10 laugh att"
I asked, as angrily as IL she had been
servant OF my own. do you know whose
dog IL is?"
mo. miss; that I certainly don't" She
stopped, and looked down at the spaniels
injured side-brightened suddenly with
the irradiation Of new idea-and, point
ing to the wound with a chuckle OF sat
isfaction, said. That's Baxter's doings,
that is
7 was so exasperated that could have
boxed her ears. Baxter" l said. Who
! is the brute you call Baxter?''
The girl grinned again. more cheerfully
| than ever BLESS you. miss Baxter's the
| keeper: and when he finds strange dogs
| hunting about, he takes and shoots EN-.
| Its keepers dooty. miss think that dog
| will die Here's where he's been shot,
/ amt it, That's Baxters doings, that is.
Baxter's doings. miss, and Baxters
| dooty."
| was almost wicked enough to wish
| that Baxter had shot the house-maid in
stead OF the dog Seeing that IT was quite
useless to expect this densely impenetra-
BILE parsonage 10 give me any help In re-
! lieving the suffering creature at our feet
| I told her to request the housekeeper' s
attendance with my compliments. She
went out exactly as she had come in
/ grinning from ear TO ear. As the door
( closed on her. she said 10 herself, softly,
] 1T Baxter y OolflsS anu bdAltI uOo'S
! that's what IL is."
The housekeeper, a person OF some edu-
cation and intelligence. thoughtfully
/ brought upstairs with her some milk and
some warm water. The instant she saw
the dog on the floor she started and
| changed color.
! ''Why, Lord bless me-" cried the house
keeper. that must be Mrs. Catherick'
dog
whose" I asked, in the utmost aston
| ishment.
Mrs Catherick's. You seem TO know
Mrs. Catherick. Miss Halcombe?''
Not personally. But | have heard o'
her Does she live here Has she had any
news Of her daughter
mo, Miss Halcombe. she came here tC
ask for news
| When"
''Only Yesterday. She said some one hac
reported that a stranger answering TO thu
description OF her daughter had been seer
/ in our neighborhood No such report ha;
reached us here and no such report wa!
known I'm the village when | sent 10 maxi
inquiries there on Mrs Cathericks &C
| count She certainly brought this poor lit
tie dog with her when she came, and
saw IL trot out after her when she wen
away | suppose the creature strayed int
the plantations, and got shot. Where dit
you find IT, Miss Halcombe?"
''In the old shed that looks out on tn
lake
"Ah, yes. that is the plantation side
and the poor thing dragged itself, | sup
pose 10 the nearest shelter. as dogs Will
TO die. N YOU. can moisten its lips will
milk Miss Halcombe, | will wash tn
| clotted hair from the wound. | am ver1
much efraid IL Is too late to do any good
However. we can but try"
Mrs. Catherick The name still rang Il
nv ears, as II the housekeeper had onl!
that moment surprised me by uttering II
While we were attending 10 tho dog, tn
words OF Walter Hartrights caution &
me returned to my memory. III Ann
I Catherick crosses your path, make bette
use Of the opportunity Miss lInlcombe
than 7 made OF it." The nndlnE OF III
wounded spaniel had les me already &
the discovery of Mrs. Cathcrick's visi; q
Rlackwater Park: and that event nigh
lead. in lts turn. To something more.
determined TO make the most of tn
chance which was now offered To me. an
to gain as much Information ss I could.
CTo he continuedD
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