Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1907-06-12

oughly winded for that II 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 know, where are you in my
mortal need?"
Now indeed he had n 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 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 Oh three legs aud
lodging feebly. A heavy stone struck
him on the shoulder, and be turned
across the street, making for the M.
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 you'll,
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
spectability 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 riot Wher
he was close enough to understand Its
nature he dropped his bag and came
on at top speed, shouting loudly TO the
battered mongrel, who tried with his
remaining strength to leap toward him
through Gordon of kicking legs, while
Eugene Bantry again called to the pc.
liceman to fire.
IF he does, d-n you, I'll kill hint"
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 went
on literally over him as he lay prone
upon the asphalt, that being the short
est way to Responsibility. The next
instant the mongrel was in his mas
ter's arms and weakly licking his
hands. .a
But it was Eskew Arp who had
saved the little dog for it was his
stick which had tripped the clerk and
his hand which had struck him down.
All his bodily strength had departed in
that effort, but he staggered out into
the street toward Joe.
doe Louden! called the veteran in
a loud voice. Joe Louden!' and sud
denly reeled. The colonel ana Squire
Buckalew We're making their way
toward him, but Joe, holding the dog
to his breast with one arm, threw the
other about Eskew.
"Its a town-it's town"-the old
fellow flung himself free from the sup.
porting arm-"its town you couldn't
even trust yellow dog top
He sank back upon Joe's shoulder,
speeches.. An open carriage had
driven through the crowd, the colored
driver urged by two ladies upon the