Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1913-10-22
The Lash Of Circu11fnnn !
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" Harry Irving Gresassr
mouthed talked subdued1y and the
most collected laughed nervously as
they denied all nervousness. Sus
pense. deep, brooding. ominous
charged the air and pervaded all DO
SONS and business sickened alarming
w.. And then one day there came the
news Of another assault committed In
the broad light and almost under theil
very noses This time through fortu
nate circumstances there were no vic
tins but rather two heroes, a boy and
a dog.
Jimmy Collins, a .ten.year-old coun
try yotlngster, was fishing in q stream
quarter Of mile from his home al
mid-forehoon. Accompanying hin
was his dog, a large brute, strong
agile and full OF courage and affection
for Jimmy. The boy described what
happened about as follows:
.':.Well, you see I was settin' on the
bank and a-flshin' with grasshopperf
and not thinkin' about nuthin' when
heard old Scout growl. Well, you bel
old Scout was some pup and II never
seen nuthint what could lick him, and
he would fight steam enjine If
sled him onto it. First / thought an
other dog had come nosin' around and
looked over my shoulder. Bet
jumped aTrod.. There, close behind me
and sneakin' up like an Injun with
wings stickin' out bout half way like
a Schicken holds his when he is scrap
pin, seen this here Flyih' Man whai
everybody is SO scairt about. Gosh
you otter seen, his face! Made me
think OF jack landern. Scairt! You
bet. But didn't lose my head-not
by pipeful. There was an old cabin
close by, so / Just letsout boiler fol-
Scout to sic him and then lit out fol
that shack. reckon ] run faster'n
q jack rabbit and went under it like
q prairie dog inter a hole and crawled
under it where nobody who wasn't 8
little Teller could follow. There was
an awful racket goin' on outside, with
Scout a.snarlin' and yellin' and the
other Teller kind Of croakin' like a
frog, and 4bimeby peeked out. They
was ATTN to beat all thunder, him
and the pup. First Scout would make
run and jump for him, but the FLYNN
Man was always too quick and Scouts
teeth would click like a trap when he
missed him. Then old Flyer'd make
a grab for the pup and Scout would
dodge him and they would circle
around and start all over again. j
reckon it lasted about FIVE minnits.
with me a-watchin' and yellin sic i'm,
tear him up, old dog as fast as could
holler to Scout. Then all at once
that old devil got Scout by the tail
and gave flop with his wings. Up
and up they went with the dog not
bein' able to do nuthin' because. of the
way he. was held. until they must have
been about million feet high. Then
old rip let's 60 Of the pup and down
comes Scout to beat the band ~and
lands ker-plunk, with that old cuss
soarin' down close behind him. Course
it killed Scout all at once. He never
moved a leg after he landed.
'Then the FLYNN Man comes for me
and backed up like q squirrel in q
hole until Iswas under the middle OF
the floor. 1t was too low for him to
crawl in under me and 30 he found q
stick and laid down on his stummik
and tried to poke me out, Gee, what
eyes he had! They was as big as my
fist and shone like lanterns. But the
stick wasn't long enough and pretty
soon he give up and walked away.
could see where he was goin' by his
feet, and he went straight up to the
pup. picked him up and smelt Of him.
Then he took him by the leg and
hoped UP In the air. u crawled Ito
the edge Of the cabin ana watched
him He headed straight for the
mountains and never stopped as long
as he was in sight. Then lit out
TOR home good and plenty. hope
you'll get that old devil, for he killed
my pup. Scout was a good dog, all
right" L
Trivial as the incident was in its
consequences, 1t nevertheless cast q
deeper pail over the country. The
bearing away of the dog settled be
yond all doubt that the murderous
minded creature was strongly carniv.
orous, and the name Of the lost daugh-
ter5of Farmer Jones was no longer
spoken even in whispers. And deeper
and still more deep there settled into
the hearts OF all mankind a horror,
loathing and hatred OF this unnatural
thing that words were impotent to ex-
press. Had he fallen into their hands
they would have become barbarians
themselves in the ferocity of their re-
venge.