The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1908-01-24

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boy the first arrival shouted as the
others came hurrying up.
Tom MARSHALL, the youth who had
fired the shot, stood still. So great a
sense of relief came to him that he
felt faint. He threw up his head.
THAT dinky little dog! What are
you making such fuss over it for,
you boy?'
The lad scrambled to his feet, still
holding the dog.
"Dinky dog, indeed! He knows a
heap more than men who go round
trespassing on other folks property
and shooting every time they see a
leaf stir"
Marshall is sorry he shot your
dog, my boy" the oldest man of the
party said in kindly Tone Its only
a flesh wound in the leg, and will soon
be well. What is your name?"
will Free, and this is my fathers
land that your camp is on"
They talked for a few minutes, the
dog continuing his bowling. Finally
Will said: I'm going home to have
Bingo's leg done up"
Tom Marshall slipped a fve-dollar
bill into the boys hand, saying: Nov,
! don't let us hear any more of that
brute Bingo."
The lads face was white with sud
| den anger. He thrust the bill back
into Marshall's hand. Keep your old
money! l shall talk about Bingo all
l please, and l guess you will hear
something before tomorrow night
that won't sound so pleasant to you."
Bingo was loved by all the Free
family, and there was much mourning
when Will arrived at the comfortable
log house, where Mr.. Free had es-
tablished his family during the time
he was cutting the timber from the i'm
mense tract of land that he had
bought.
When Mr.. Free reached home at
supper time he heard the whole story.
The lumberman looked with disfavor
upon the deer hunters, and the next
morning the hunting party was or.
dered to move their camp of the Free
land. In vain they reasoned, argued
and stormed. An effort to bride Mr..
Free was also Intellectual.
"You have proved your careless
ness," he said. There are some things
that money cannot buy"
Il suppose that wretched little dog
is one of them," Tom Marshall cried.
"You are right! The devotion and
faithfulness Of Bingo are invaluable
to u.s.
The hunting party had to move. It
was great Inconvenience and some
of the older men soundly scolded
Tom. Ill luck seemed to be their DOR.
ton. There were eight in the party.
and at the end of a week they had
killed but two deer.
Tom Marshall was disappointed at
his failure. He was petulant, making
| himself unpopular in many ways. So
it came about one afternoon, ten DAYS
after the shooting of Bingo, that he
was in the woods alone. He knew
he was trespassing upon Mr.. Frees
land, but he kept on. Suddenly he
stumbled and fell. His gun was dis
charged and the bullet entered his
leg not far below the knee. Tom was
badly frightened, but he managed to
bandage the wound with a part of his
clothing. Then he tried to think of
some way out Of the unpleasant COM
plication in which he found himself.
He shouted until he was hoarse. Time
went by until through a grove of
pines he could see the sunsets glow.
Just then he heard dog bark. He
called, and soon little black and tan
came running towards him. 1t was
Bingo. The dog limped. and his leg
was still bandaged.
And 1 was such brute about
him." Tom thought, regretfully. Then
he called: Here. Bingo! Come!
Come! Good felloW!''
Already Tom had scrubbed a line
describing his desperate situation
This he planned to tie to the dogs
neck. But no amount of persuasion
no coaxing or commanding could
bring Bingo within his reach. Dark
7 ness was fast coming when, with q
I parting volley Of barks, the dog fed.
Tom covered his face : with . his
hands and groaned. How long would
he live there, If no help came? After
awhile he raised his head to listen