The Washington times., 1903-09-13

- ARLO repeatedly hdu iuH '
from home to hunt in the woods
~ for rabbits and foxes. and Har-
old was in despair about breaking MN
of his bad tricks. In vain he had pun
ished him, until finally he decided that
ha a,ould +ie him up for several days
for each offense.
II was on one of Carlos days in chains
that Harold made the journey to the Uf-
land Lake On a fishing trip. He hesitated
many times before leaving his favorite
dog behind. Carlo had so many times
accompanied him that he thought the
trim would be without pleasure If Carlo
had to stay behind.
seNo. I won't break the rule" Harold
said decisively at last. He knows ne
has been bad and that he must stay
here two days. I'll spoil him if l loosen
him now
Ufand Lake was a mountain, land
locked poEd for above Keene Valley
where several pretty villages were To-
Gated. The fishing was good in the
lake, and In the spring of the year many
people from the city came out to try
their luck with the hook and line.
There had been some talk of strength
ening the natural dam Of the mountain
lake, but the farmers in the valley were
poor. and the town and State were not
so interested in their welfare as to vote
money for the purpose. So the menace
to the people in the valley had been
parity forgotten because the danger
never actually occurred.
Harold was not surprised when he
reached the big pond TO see how high
the waters were. In places they ap-
peared to overflow the embankments,
and he could hear the waters trickling
away among the leaves of the woods.
This doesn't look safe" he exclaimed,
noting with alarm the character OF the
pond. II wonder If the dam in the mid
die is weakening any,"
Climbing down the deep gorge he
worked his way along the edge Of the
great natural dam until he reached the
middle This was the point where the
strain of the water would be the great
est. Harold tried TO climb up Oh the
embankment toward the top where the
fees. Among the branches of tall tree
he finally reached point where he could
see the condition of the dam and the
lake above.
The sight made his little heart almost
cease beating. The waters of the great
mountain lake were gurgling and swell
ing in immense volumes by the middle
OF the dam, and the embankment had
yielded several feet under the pressure.
~T4 . - to- fsaA a n
outlet and IN a short time il would pour
in a volume over the place, tearing the
embankment to pieces and washing away
all the homes in the valley below.
''I must hurry back and warn the peo-
ple," Harold gasped, descending the tree
as fast as he could.
The thought OF the impending danger
70 his own home and that Of many others
made him tremble with excitement.
Would he have time to warn the people
so they could escape? Half way down
the tree his foot slipped. and with a
sudden outward lurch he fell heavily to
the ground. With little moan OF pain.
Harold tried TO rise from his position.
but his right leg refused 10 hold his
weight.
20. dear. what shall do?" he ex-
claimed in anguish. ''I'Il be killed and all
the people in the valley"
Then. raising his voice to its highest
pitch, he tried TO attract the attention of
some passing people, but the mountain
lake was a lonely region and there was
no response. Meanwhile the trickling
of the water over the dam increased in
noise and made the boy frantic. Again
and again he shouted, but, as before,
there was no response.
Finally he fell back exhausted and
nearly tainted. While he lay there,
unable to move a foot from his place, he
heard a distant crash in the woods. In
stantly his mind was alert again. He
raised his voice in a last appeal for
help. In a few minutes there was
series of crashes in the bushes. They
were approaching nearer, and Harold
kept I'D his shouting.
Ten minutes later a dark object flashed
out of the bushes and rushed toward him.
but one glance made Harold's heart sink
again It was Carlo. and not a man.
The broken chain showed how anxious
the dog had been to accompany him On
his fishing trip He pranced around
Harold and licked his face
"Oh, go away. Carlo" he said, feebly.
You can't do any good Why did you
come to disappoint me?'
The dog could not understand this Ian
guage, but he knew by the tone of his
masters voice that he was not in good