The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1915-08-05
Grey Friars Bobby, a Dog a
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groan. Bobby leaped upon the be
and lavished frantic endearments up
on him, for the little fellow was wor
ried over his masters strange actions
And Jock patted the shaggy littl
head feebly, and then fell asleep.
The next morning everything wa
white with snow. "The shawl" criet
Aud Jock. "Eh, Bobby, but it's
shaw SIGHT to auld een!" He stopped
to lift Bobby to see the wonder of it
The world went suddenly black arounc
him; he crumpled to heap on the
floor. Bobby licked his masters face
and hands and then sat down beside
him. All through the long day anc
night Bobby sat there, and when the
worried landlady, followed by the po-
lice, burst open the door the next
morning, she found the dog still there
Aud Jock could pat the little fellow
no more. Pneumonia makes quick
work of an old man like Jock.
They brought an old pine box and
put Jock in it. He had left enough
money to save him from a pauper's
grave, and preparations were made to
bury him in the Grey Friar's kirk
yard. Bobby crawled upon the rude
box and lay there all day.
A number of thieves were pressed
into service to carry the body 70 its
grave, and as the simple procession
moved down the street, Bobby trotted
along beneath the unpretentious cof-
fin. When the body had been lowered
into the grave and the earth piled on
it, Bobby threw himself on the mound
of fresh earth and whined piteously.
The warden coming by that way some
time later to close the gates saw the
little fellow.
1t was one of the strlc: rules of
the kirkyard that dogs should not be
allowed within the gates, so the war
den picked Bobby up gently and drop
ped him over the wicket fence. Bobby
ay where he had been dropped until
The caretaker was out of sight. Find
ng the aperture under the gate too
small, he tried to enlarge the hole by
iigging until his claws were broken
Ind his toes bleeding. JusS before
dosing hour carriage stopped at the |
rate and a woman dressed in black |
hurried through. Bobby slipped in
fter her and disappeared After
lightfall, when all was quiet, the grief |
tricken little terrier came out of hid
ng and stretched himself prone across
Auld Jocks grave.
Three days later the proprietor of
he Greyfriars dining rooms, where
luld Jock had often gone to eat, felt
feeble tug at his trouser leg Is min
ties after the report of the time gun
Edinburgh Castle had doomed the
our of 1. The landlord looked down
nd saw a limp little bundle lying
own at his feet. Bobby was little
lore than breathing. A dog with so
nick fleece of wool, under so crisply
aving an outer coat, may perish for
Ick of food and show no outward sign
{ it., so the landlord was puzzled at
rst. Bobby looked up at him pite-
lsly and whined. Then the landlord
and soon Bobby was in
corner eagerly tapping some warm
roth.
A few days later the old farmer, to
HON Bobby really belonged, same to
lie inn just at the time when the little
rrier had left his vigil at Aud Jocks
rave and was eating his midday meal
divided by the landlord. And that
ternoon Bobby was being carried in
basket back to the farm several ,
lies from the city. But his little }
use eagerly shifted and shifted, and /,
| the various odors were carefully
ored away in his brain for future /,
ference. That night he was put IN
e barn with the cattle. No sooner
ID the footsteps of the farmer died
way than Bobby began to explore. t
Ist under the door he discovered I
nall aperture, and soon he fell to Y
gging. Hour after hour the little n
How dug and dug until he had made v
hole large enough for him to get his v
ad through. By wriggling and S
ueezing he managed to get through f
lis hole just as noises from the p