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Chapter 7 TREATING OF AN UNSUCCESSFUL BROKER AND A DOG.

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gate to meet me on my return from the city. I noticed a very peculiar expression on her fa

came here

had yet. I did hope that we were far enough from the line of travel to

e. "Sometimes they are deserving of our charity, and o

what of this one? When was h

o at all. He

I cried. "

hemia, putting her hand on my arm.

aid I. "A t

s a middle-aged man-fifty perhaps-and has been rich. He was once a broker in Wall stre

failed," I

that; and this poor man has written to his son, but has never had any answer. So now he is going to walk to Cincinnati to see him. He knows he will not be turned away if he can once meet his son, face to face. He was very tired when he stopped here,-and he has ever and

d I, and I walked bac

hat it had been many days since he had been shaved, and his hair had apparently been uncombed for about th

"Have you been g

I noticed that smell, and he said he had

emarked as I turned away. "And

out. What is the matter

n to the station again. Just run up and put on yo

I might have difficulty in doing it,-there was every reason to believe that he would not go far, but return at night and commit some revengeful act. I never saw a m

when my wife came down we hurried off. On the way I told her what I intended to do, and what I thou

and there was nobody to arrest the man. The nearest police-station was at Hackingford, six miles away, on the

o be done except to shoot the

drove the village express-wagon, and engaged him for a job. The wagon was standing at the station, and to s

gh, until I was riding home, I had not made up my mind whe

watch him, I went upstairs and got a baggage-tag which I directed to the chief of police at the police station in Hackingford. I returned to the kitchen and fastened this tag, conspicuously, on the lapel of the sleeper's coat. Then, with a clothes-line

t first he was not inclined to receive my parcel, but when I assured him that all sorts of live things were sent by express, and that I could see no reason for making an exception in this case, he added my argument

, "he'll go all right, if the expre

ed it into the car. The train-agent, who just then noticed the character of the goods, began to declare that he would not have the fellow in his car; but my friend the station-master shouted out that eve

half-an-hour. His offense will be as evident there as here, and they can do what they pl

t me some money, but I was well satisfied with my evening's work

n be left unprotected. I would not even trust to a servant w

l, bony, powerful beast, of a dull black color, and with a lower jaw that would crack the hind-leg of an ox, so I was informed. He was of a varied breed, and the good Irishman of whom I bought him said he had fine blood in him, and attempted to refer him back to the

d chained him up in an unused wood-

y to make a dog like ye. Jist give him a good lickin'. Then he'll know yer his master, and he'll like ye iver aftherward. There's plenty of people that

lp hoping that he would learn to like me without the intervention of a

ch Euphemia used to say that she did not know whether to call it

as charmed

ense head! I know I shall never be afraid now. I feel that that is a dog

tired. He will get up of his own accord very soon. And indeed I hope t

chain, and at that instant a low growl, like the f

and too weak, and I concluded to buy two chains such as used for hitching horses and to join them so as to make a long as w

y struck me, How will you put that chain on your do

nd, he rose to his feet, his eyes sparkled, his black lips drew ba

That night he broke loose and went home to

brave heart, and found him, as I expected, at the place where I had bought him. The Irishman took him to my house again and I had to pay for the ma

gently to him as I knew how. But he seemed to cherish a distaste

nd was greeted with a succession of screams from two voices, that seemed to come from the vicinity of the wood-shed. Hurrying thither, I perceived Euphemia

up here! The dog is loose! Be quick!

side of the shed and I sprang on this, and was on the ro

her arms, and we came very ne

ome before," she sobbed. "I though

all this ha

ber," said the girl from

k you," I said, so

d didn't try to come in, and Mary was at the barn looking for an egg, and I thought this was

hain that do

an, who was coming here on an errand, I expect, and then I went down to the barn to get Mary to come and help me chain up the dog, and when she came out he began to ch

my dear,

go afther a stip-ladder," sa

and sleep up here. Don't you think that if we were all

ubt of it. But then, if a neighbo

b from limb," int

he neighbors come and find us all up here. It would look s

ck as you can. It's dre

a female figure ju

laimed Euphemia. "The dog

ne to the barn, or somewhere. Keep perfectly quiet, and she may go up on the porch, an

l do that," said E

ant to have strangers going into t

a stranger torn to pieces bef

n't you think we might get d

now, coming this way. And look at that

the front door, and was walking toward

u'll be killed! Run! run! The dog is c

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