The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-03-12
Unqr ratefllI Mutt Bites
 Hard That Saves HiIll
There Are Dogs and Dogs But the Sailorman Draws the Line On Hairless Mexicans- Saved From Drowning
 Pup Sinks Teeth In Would Be Heros Nitt

no stain on anybody's conscience an at the same time rid the ship of undesirable citizen
 "Eeepin' my eye on Jim, see. him get a bit of line, throw a hang mans knot in one end, and perceivin the end Of the Hairless One goes aft to the break of the poopdeck-thas was before they overhauled her and made her a flushdeck ship-where lights my pipe and prepares to estab- fish an a1ibi in case Of need by talk ing to the marine sentry at duty a the log desk.
 "It was a fine night-one of them wonderful nights with the moon full and by, and soft whisperin' wind bringin' the murmur of the water alongside to you in the sound like Q woman sayin' things to you in youl ear. The old wagon was rolled mighty little for her, just enough tc make you know you was at sea, anl the tackle and blocks aloft wa creakin' as they swayed.
 That leathernee5S was telling me about a girl he knowed near tn, Sands street gate in Brooklyn, whe1 all of a sudden some one yells Man overheard, man overboardn
 ''Ive heard that yell a good many times and always it gives me a cold sfliver down the spine. It's worse
 than any other call at sea excep.
 fire and it generally means death for somebody
 ''When I heard it that time ] jumped into the hammock nettin near by and leaned over side and looked astern. There in the broao pathway. of the moons light I could see black thing flounderin' round. There he is,' I yeTls, about five points abaft the starboard quarter. , Then, havin' on only a white jumper and a pair of white trousers, I went | over side myself.
 'FThe water was warm as milk to the feel and as I come to the surface and struck out to clear her wake, remember thinkin' what sort of a : damn fool I was to risk my life for fellow who maybe didn't even belong to my part of the ship or maybe was
 an officer. Then see this black spot hoisted high on the crest of wave, between me and the moon, and I 1 gives a shout and went for it hand over hand fast as ever knew how. 'In a minute I was up to it and 1 grabbed it, and as I did so knew i that had made a donkey of myself l good and proper. It was that hairless | Mexican poodle of the shippers, all nicely tide up in a clothes bag, which 1 being of canvas and close knit, took some time to let the water soak l through and sink. I was just in time 1 to save it, for the beast was goin 1 down as come up.
 "No sooner had gath cred that bag 1 and realized what was inside than l began to question what l should do. i I was damned if wanted to rescue 1 that dog, but on the other hand now i, that I'd gone after him wanted to 1 have something to show for what I'd l done when I got back to the ship. So ! after thinkin' for a few seconds | gets my knife which was tied around
 my neck by a laniard, and cuts that 1 dog loose and the first thing the 1 alarmed beast did was to bite my hand. 1 Damn if he didn't. l got him by the
 scruff of the neck though and held him under for a time and when they 1 picked him and me up, he was worse
 off than I was by a whole lot, and wiIlin to be a good dog for keeps.
 We gets back aboard ship and the
 skipper greets me with holy smile thanks me for what Id done and | makes me second class quartermaster | on the spot. That was all right, but | it was when got forward that go | mine good and plenty. You'd thought 1 I'd scuttfed the ship to have heard
 them fellows talk. Jim McVey was
 the worst. The things he called me
 was scandalous and he ends up with; You poor boob. You're helEuVa
 f1atfoot-after an the trouble I'd took
 to lash that beast up for you to ge
 and cut him loose!