Bisbee daily review., 1909-07-13

cockatoo's flowing tall feathers. Much to his surprise. he got them. and with . blood-curdling scresch down came cockatoo. perch. seed-box. and all Rip sprang out of reach of the threatening avalanche of tins. talous and feathers. he added to the general gaiety by upsetting large aquarium with a terrific crash and splash. Rip established . new indoor record as he tore the leading-chain from Billy's clutch and disappeared through the door.
 You pays me for dis. you young gheats." roared the infuriated Ger man, making . grab at Billy and Ted. But they squirmed free and were in hot pursuit of Rip-joined by an in creasing mob. yelling: Mad dog, Shoot him! Mad dog!"
 But Rip was not to be caught. By uncanny instinct he took circuitcus route, and by the time Billy and Ted had arrived in the back yard he was drying his aquarium-soaked coat--and ! leisurely eating a large fat goldfish.
 There is nothing left" said Mrs SEdsAtN tndt tNtIiuS dltSt Nht wy - were in bed. but for you. Mir. Crawley. to take Rip out to the pond tomorrow morning while the boys are at Sunday school. tie a stone to his collar, and hate to say it-drown him" , Crawley sighed-as much in painful anticipation of the job as from sym pathy for the predestined Rip. No. ua pt. hfS good behavior. No criminal about to be executed could have spent his last hours more sedately. When the boys innocently started for Sunday school. unconscious of the last dire designs upon their strenuous playfellow. he wagged his tail forlorniy and-was it imagination. or did unshed tears really glitter in his soft brown eyes. At length Crawley and Rip started. at funeral pace. for the pond. Mrs. Crawley secretly watched their de- parture with a lump in her throat, re- membering how fluffily soft was little Rip. and how lovingly he nestled against her cheek, when MT. Crawley had first proudly brought him home. Mrs. Crawley hastily turned into the house.
 Only once her husband looked back as he led poor Rip along, He could see no relenting figure at the doorway. so he trudged heavily on. At last they arrived at the pond. It , was balmy June day: the white. fiecked sky was mirrored in the placid water. trees nodded their branches sleepiIy, the chirp of birds proclaimed holiday. June droned in the air. Cravley and Rip sat down on the sunny side of a little wooded point which jutted out into the pond In a few minutes Crawley was asleep. So was Rip.
 By and by CrawIey lazily awakened to the sound of hilarious shouts and splashing and laughter on the other side of the point. Rip was sitting up and looking pathetically at his lead. ing chain. which his master still ciutched.
 Hey, you fellers, come on in, Aw ye dassent. 'Fraid babies, fraid babies,"
 ''Dast. tool"
 Nav. ye dassent. Ye know ye dassent Watch me bring up a white stone"
 Sounds of more splashing and pun, ing.
 Crawley could not see the bathers but he knew n little naked body was sinking down 10 tEe shallow bottom ss two nut-brown arms waved above the | unseen head.
 Rip wagged his tail franticany. He knew what it all meant. Hadn't he often been in swimming at this very sandy bottom with Billy and Ted?
 "Wotch yer fraid Of? Come on in It's slick"
 Shall we? Heh?" hesitated a voice from the bank 'I don't care. Pop won't know" re ! piled a second small voice.
 Sound of clothes hastily peeling of Rip whined and tugged and wagget In frenzy of desire. Guess we'll go watch the kids,
 Rip" said Crawley as he arose. "ws l can attend to you after they've gone away. Your little playmates. Rip. are in Sunday school" Rip leaped for joy
 As they rounded the point two naked
 small boys were just ready to sliy 1 into the water.
 1 Billy, Ted." gasped their as
 founded father
 With a frightened howl, Billy dartec
 for cover, but Ted, fairly paraIyzec
 with terror. simply toppled over into
 the water and disappeared. But Rip had broken away and va,
 in after him in a flash. all befor. 1 Crawley could wink his eyes.
 In a second Ted came up, shook tn,
 water out of his eyes-and swan Mk.
 fish for shore. with Rip close sec
 ond
 Well" thought Cravley. that even
 ing as he pufred at his cigar on th,
 front porch. "a pup that1l-ah-risI
 his life to save one of the boys mus
 have a chance to grow up to be a use
 ful member of society. But gues
 I'll have to watch Rip a little, close
 during his puppy -days-and hen be al
 right"
 No, the boys weren't spanked
 And Mrs. Crawley wondered wha
 might have happened that Sunda, when Ted fell in the pond-if he had
 n't known how to swim. l AAsHrA a- s,,,....A ~uta~RRA