Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-05-16

tine foot and are always in trouble
This did not stop him, but the police
man, afraid to risk another shot he
cause of the crowd. waited for him It
come again, and many others, seeing
the hopeless circuit the mongrel fol
lowed did likewise. armed with bricks
and clubs. Among them was the PIN
ply clerk, who had been inspired 60
commander n pitchfork from a hard
ware store.
When the fifth round came Respectn
bilitys race was run. He turned into
Main street at n broken speed, limpnC
parched, voicelcss. feckcd with blood
and foam, swapping feebly at the
showering rocks, but still indomltab!y
a little ahead of the hunt There was
no yelp left in him-he vas too thor
oughly winded for that - but in his
brilliant and despairing eyes shone the
agony of ~ cry louder than the tongue
of dog could utter--"O master. O all
the god I know, where are you in my
mortal need
Now indeed he had a gauntlet to
run, for the street was lined with
those who awaited him, while the pur
suit grew closer behind. A number Of
the hardest stood squarely in his path
and he hesitated for n second, which
gave the opportunity for surer aim,
and many missiles struck him. Let
him have it now, officer said Eugene
Bantry, standing with Judge Pike at
| the policemnns elbow. There's your
| chance"
But before the revolver could be dis
! charged Responsibility had begun to
run again, hobbIng on three legs and
lodging feably. a heavy stone struck
him on the shoulder, and be turned
! across the street, making for the Ma
tional House corner, where the joyful
clerk brandished his pitchfork. Going
slowly. he almost touched the pimply
one as he passed, and the clerk, al
| ready rehearsing in his mind the hon
ors which should follow the brave
stroke, raised the tines above the little
| dogs head for the coup de grace. They
did not descend, and the daring youth
| failed Of fame as the laurel almost EN-
braced his brows. A hickory walking
| stick was thrust between his legs, and
he, expecting to strike, received a
| blow upon the temple sufficient for his
present undoing and bedazzlement.
He went over backward, and the pitch
fork mot the thing to hold poised on
high when one is knocked down fell
with the force he had intended for Re
speciality upon his own shin.
A train had pulled into the station
and a tired. travel worn young man
descending from sleeper, walked rap
Idly up the street to learn the occasion
of what appeared TO be q riot. When
he was close enough to understand IT,
nature he dropped his bag and came
on at top speed, shouting loudly to the
battered mongrel, who tried with biH
! remaining strength to leap toward hin
through Gordon Of kicking legs while
Eugene Bantry again called to the pc
| lceman to fire.
If he does, dn you, I'll kill him"
! Joe saw the revolver raised, and then
Eugene being IN his way, he ran full
tilt into his stePbrother with all his
force, sending him to earth, and wen
on literally over him as lie lay prone
upon the asphalt, that being the short
est way to Responsibility. The mex
instant the mongrel WAS in his mas
ter's arms and weakly licking hi.
hands.
But it was Eskew Arp who ha(
saved the little dog, for 1t was hi!
stick which had tripped the clerk an(
his hand which had struck him down
All his bodily strength had departed il
that effort. but he staggered out int
the street toward Joe.
Joe Loudenw called the veteran IL
a loud voice Joe LoudenH and sud
denly reeled. The colonel and SOUR,
Buckalew were making their wa.
toward him, but joe holding the do;
to his breast with one arm, threw tn
other about Eskew.
Its a town-it's a town"-the OLE
fellow flung himself free from the sup
porting arm-''it's town you couldn'
even trust q yellow dog tor
He sank back upon Joe's shoulder
speeches., An open carriage ha,
driven through the crowd, the colore,
driver urged by two ladies upon tn