The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1903-06-14

| if there could be any possible chance
of buying Carlo back.
Mrs Bellows was as much interested
in Carlos future as Anstey, and she i'm
mediately helped him to prepare a let
ter to send to Mrs. Brown. She even
offered to pay more for Carlo than they
had received for him. 1t would seem
so much like their old home to have
Carlo to take walks with, and on holi-
days they could go out into the country
with him.
1t was a feyerish anxious FIVE days
that Anstey waited for reply to his
letter Then when he opened it his face
fell with disappointment. The letter
said, in cart:
Carlo is no longer with me. If he
was I would gla6ly sell him to you, for
he ran away every chance he had. The
last time he disappeared / did not try
to find him. I think you got the better
Of the bargain, for the most worthless
of dogs is a runaway"
Anstey's cheeks flushed with anger
He was not sure whether to write back
an answer and return Mrs. Brown her
money, or to make further inquiries
about Carlo and then reply to the letter
They must have been cruel to him"
he said to his mother Carlo was too
we'll bred to run away unless he was ILL
treated. Probably Mrs. Brown didn't
treat him badly, but somebody on her
place did
Anstey was positive that Carlo had
some good reason for leaving his home.
1t did not occur to him that Carlo would
return to his old home. and after a few
days he tried to forget about his lost
pet.
1t was a fortnight after this when
Anstey was leaving his uncle's store TO
go home for dinner that he heard a
strange commotion down the street
There was a crowd of people running,
and many We're wildly shouting and cry
ing. Like any other boy Anstey was
Immediately Interested, and he started
on a run to see what had caused the dis
turbance.
Half way down the street he could
distinguish the cry of Mad dogl Mad
dog!'
There was a queer sensation IN An
steys breast at hearing this shout. He
had never seen a mad dog, and he in
creased his pace. When he reached the
crowd he saw that they were chasing
and pelting a dog covered with foam and
lather. Stones, sticks, and other missiles
were being thrown at the dog.
The animal was yainly trying to es-
| cape the crowd. but whenever he stopped
| 10 face the pursuers they all turned and
! fed. They were as much afraid OF him
as the animal was of them. Finally. the
animal was cornered in one end of the
street, where 1t had to turn on the crowd
or be pelted to death.
But 1t chose neither of these courses.
| 1t jumped over enc OF the high iron
| fences and landed in yard where a
| small child was playing. The dog was
| Enthusiastically dangerous animal, and
| the position of the girl was critical.
There was a groan from the crowd and
a loud cali for a pistol.
But 1t was not pistol which saved
the little girl. Over the high fence
climbed boy, and before the girl could
pick herself up to run Anstey was upon
the dog. Instead of beating him, he
said:
Carlo: CarIol I don't believe you are
mad Come here,"
Then, to the establishment of the
crowd the boy walked up TO the mad
dog and took him in his arms. while
the dog nearly suffocated him with
kisses. Dumfounded at this, the crowt
stood still for some moments. Their
somebody broke the tension by cheering
Carlo growled, but Anstey soothed him
policeman who had hurried up with
a pistol, said: Il guess we won't have
to shoot the mad dog yet
No. he isn't as mad as those people,
, Anstey said: TITS my dog, and h
wouldn't bite a baby
, Anstey led him forth by a string, amid
the cheers of the crowd and the protes-
: tations Of thankfulness from the mother
of the little girl.
/ "I don't know why they should act so,
Anstey said: 'I didn't do anything ex
cept save Carlo. Well, 1 won't sell hin
I again-not to any one"