The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1907-08-02

4 ana steady. He was falling behind. -
be stopped on the corner. trusting that
Respectable would come round again
He was right. and the flying br0vnish
thing streaked along Main street pass
ing the beloved stairway for the fourth
time. The policeman lifted his re
yOlver. fred twice. missed once. but
caught him with a second shot In q
forepaw, clipping on a fifth toe, one
Of the small claws that grow above
the foot aud are always in trouble.
This did not stop him. but the police
man, afraid 10 risk another shot be
cause OF the crowd. waited for him to
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 70
commander a pltchfork from q hard
ware store.
When the fifth round came Respecta-
bility's race was run. He turned into
Main street at broken speed. nmping,
p6rched, voiceless, hecked with blood
and foam. swapping feebly at the
showering rocks. but still indomitably
a little ahead OF the hunt. There was
no yelp left in hlm-he was too thor
oughly winded for that but in his
brilliant and despairlng eyes shone the
agony OF a cry louder than the tongue
of n dog could utter-"O master, o all
the god know, where are you in my
mortal needT'
Now indeed he had q aantlet 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 second, which /,
gave the opportunity for a surer aim. !
and many missiles struck him. Let
him have it now. officer" said Eugene
Bantry, standing with Judge Pike at
the policeman's elbow. There's your
chance"
But before the revolver could be dis
charged Responsibility had begun to
run again, hobbling on three legs and
lodging feebly. A heavy stone struck
him on the shoulder, and he turned
across the street. making for the Ma
tional House corner, where the joyful
clerk brandshed his pitchfork. Going
slowly, he almost touched the pimply
one as he passed. and the clerk, al
ready renearsing 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 I
blow upon the temple sufficient for his {
present undoing and bedaZzlement. 4
He went over backward, and the pitch
fork mot the thing to hold poised on Z
high when one is knocked DOWN fell @
with the force he had intended for Re-
spectabiity upon his own shin.
A train had pulled into the station, =
and tired, travel worn young man. :
from sleeper, walked rap :
idly up the street to learn the occasion
Of what appeared 10 be a riot. When
he was close enough to understand its
nature he dropped his bag and Dame =.
Oh at top speed. sh ,uting loul.ly to the
battered mong"e!. who tried with his d
sl"cngth to leap toward him '
through GORDON of kicking legs. while
Eugene Bant again called to the po-
iceman to fire.
IF he does, d-n you, I'll kill him.
Toe saw the revOlve" raised, and then,
eugene being in his way, he ran ful! c.
lit into his stepbrother with all his
orce, sending him to earth, and went Fl
IN literally over him as he lay prone 81
lpon the asphalt, that being tie shor,- 10
st way to Responsibility. The next
instant the mongrel was in his mas to
ers arms and weakly licking his
ands. ST
But it was Eskew Arp who had Sc
aved the little dog, for it was his hi
tick which had tripped the clerk and
is hand which had struck him down. hi
III his bodily strength had departed in 81
hat effort, but he staggered out into IN
le street toward Joe. M
Joe Loudenw called the veteran in 60
loud voice. "Joe Loudenw and sud a.
emily reeled. The colonel and Squire
'uckalew were making their way -,
oward him, but Joe, holding the dog
} his breast with one arm, threw the -
Their about Eskew. ~
TITS town-it's a town"-the old
Glow flung himself free from the sup ,n'
orting arm-'t's a town you couldn't 10
ven trust yellow dog tov' GU
He sank back upon Joe's shoulder, go
'eechless. An open carriage had .o'
-iven through the crowd, the colored oa
liver urged by two ladies upon the CIV
did
one