The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1915-04-09
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T0wser.
They became close chunis. those
two during the next few days. The
constant compantonship of the animal
pleased and cheered Neal As to
Towser. a grateful sample of true
fidelity he seemed to be supremely
content. One night. however, when
they arrived at the barn. they found
h doors barred and padlocked. and
II was not SO dark but that Neal could
e a scrawled n the new bar
rier the chalked words: "Trespassers
will be prosecuted according TO the
law"
It had begun to rain and man and
dog had tramped 4 long distance that
afternoon. Neal looked o temporary
shelter. He found 1t ut the side OF the
house in a vine-embowered arbor. A
long bench invited him to rest and
then unconsciously to slumber,
1t must have been three or four
hours later when Neal awoke. Tow
ser. was pulling at his coat. Neal sat
up and then spranE to his feet, as
from the inside of the house an echo
ing Of terror or pain rang out.
Something wrong" uttered Neal.
all his keen senses shrewdly alert in
IN instant, and Towser knows it."
The dog. with an eager impatient
glance back at his master. had start
ed for the house. Neal followed. The
front door a open. Down the hall
the dog stole to where n door stood
partly aiar. Beyond 1t Neal peered for
the moment. Mortified and spellbound.
Across a table in his night dress lay
the hermitlike occupant of the house
old Jacob Wise. He was tied across
1t. There was n are in the stove, and
stuck between its red hot bars was a
poker. A rough:lookIng man was
standing over the aged Wise.
Now then. I've got you safe and
sound" he was saying. You've got .
fortune hidden away in some odd cor
ner of this old house and I want 1t.
understand"
Jacob Wise made no response. The
robber drew the poker from the stove.
Tell where that money Is" he spoke,
'or Ill give o a touch of this"
The intruder waved the red hot
poker menacingly. He moved it across
the bare soles OF his victims feet.
"1"l tell! 1T burns! I'll tell!"
shrieked the tortured III man.
Just then Neal pushed open the
door. The intruder turned quickly,
Neal sprang at him. They grappled.
Then the robber pressed a revolver
against the side Of his opponent.
The las thing that Neal Barrett
saw as he sank unconscious to the.
floor. was the dog. his teeth at the
throat of the wretch who had downed
his master.
The~ waking moment came days
later, although Neal did not realize
that fact when he first reused up.
In amazement he stared. Old Jacob
Wise sat at his bedside in a comfort
able room. Through an open door
way. moving about engaged in domes.
tic duties, Neal saw Florence Par.
sons!
"Ah. better!" chuckled the old miser
Good boy! I've been awfully anxious.
Know her?" and he nodded his head
towards the tidy, graceful figure in
the next apartment.
yes" whispered Neal weakly, but
his face aglow with tenderness and
delight.
She's true blue declared The old
man f%crvently.
How true blue" Neal Barrett knew
after q little explanation. The faith.
full Towser had driven the robber
away, terribly lacerated. Jacob Wise.
grateful to man and dog who had
saved to him n part of his boarded for
tune. had given Neal the best care
possible.
/. Some memoranda found on Neal
had advised Wise of tho existence of
Florence. He had written her. She
had come to nurse the unfortunate
man she still loved.
III call her IN. now" advised Wise.
"She knows I'm going to start you out
on a new life. with plenty of capital.
You're a brave man, and that dog
shall have a rea silver collar. AS to
the young lady-don't miss your
chance to get a good wife"
Which Neal did not, and Towser,
loyal, valiant Towser! was not shut
out from guestship when the happy
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