The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1903-12-27

preach. I don't vouch for this story II
| a Methodist preacher did tell it, but must
| say, that was very remarkable dog.
Every preacher of the North Carolina
| Conference used to know Rev. Moses j..
Hunt, and in Warren, Granville, Frank
| lin, Wake and Nash wherein his minis
! teriaI lapors were more abundant, his
name was a household word. He was
| an old time revivalist, and never was
more in his element than when holding
| a meeting and no man could beat him
| singing 1.-The Old Ship of Zion Thou
sands of souls were converted under his
ministry, and wherever he has labored
| the good people love his memory. In
| short Moses j. Hunt was good man.
| He was also a good hunter, as we'll as
| fond of fishing. He had a good dos that
went with him, stayed by HIM and
| learned of him, and In many ways mani
| tested more than ordinary dog lntelll-
gence On one occasion brother Hunt and
| brother Pernell, a Baptist preacher, went
| fishing together, brother Hunts dog toi-
| lowing. They found a hole in the creek
where the fish bit rapidly, and Tor some
| time they caught and threw the fish be-
| hind, almost as fast as they could take
them from their hooks. After awhile
| they concluded to string their fish, when
| 10, on turning about, they saw not single
| fish. They were astonished, and could
not imagine how all their fish mad so
| mysteriously disappeared. Brother Hunt
seeing his dog some 20 yards away sit
| ting on his launches, asked: Ponto,
where are our fish," Ponto cut his eyes
right and left and Wagged his tail, as
| much as to say: Here they are They
went to Ponto and there lay two piles
| OF fish; the Hunt catching in one pile,
and the Pernel catching in another pile,
while Ponto stood between. That's the
way l heard the story coming from two
preachers. l did hear that Ponto learned
| to initiate his master in saying his pray
| ers-that before he laid down, he would
! put his forefeet upon chair, drop his
| head down, piously close his eyes and re-
main in that position about as long as he
| had seen his master pray. / tell that as
| hearsay not vouching for the truth of
| it. But here is a dog story | clipped
| from a newspaper and give 1t lust as 1
clipped it:
Speaking of dogs" said Rev. DR.. J..
| r Howerton, 81 new a Russian den
fist out in Little Rock, Ark, and he had
| a dog that was dog. Whenever that
dentist wished to go hunting ned say
| to his dog Go over across the river
and find some birds for me- And that
| dog would go down to the river. If he
couldn't get across on a boat he'd swim
over. He would find about five covias
of cartridges in the morning anil when
his master came over in the evening he
would be at the landing waiting for him,
| IN FOL him to HE birds -
OF course that Arkansas story IS not
equal to the Hunt story, but it helps Us
to ease down on the dog question. and
brings us to a recent occurrence which
took place in Greensboro only o. few
nights ago. The game law OF North Car
DINA forbids the shipping OF game out
of the State; but it seems that the law
is being violated by parties who put par
| tridges and other game in express pack
ages that purport to be something else,
| and thus run them across the state lire.
| The game warden al Greensboro has a
dog that seems to be doing good service
in putting q stop to such business. Says
a Greensboro news clipping
Game Warden Weatherly continues 10
confiscate express matter here containing
cartridges shipped out of the State. Last
night his bird dog set an express pack
| age of eggs at the depot. The eggs were
| broken into and eighty-fve BIRDS were
| found ''nested therein among the eggs.
The shipment was from ]. P. Danley, OF
Arrarat. the consignment being 10 /. II.
Wallenstein, at Washington.
This long dog story has completely
crowded out the Christmas story ought
| to have told, and would have told had
l not picked up "Grandfather's Tales" the
other evening and read about that first
North Carolina General Assembly.
! If the reader has enjoyed the story,
he must thank Col. Creecy, the writer
/ of "Grandfather's Tales" if he fas lot
enjoyed it, let him write dog story OF
his own.
The old time Christmas in the country