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tle of a ferry-boat for that of the factory, and went to Fanny's side, thus revealing her method of keeping time.

Fanny sometimes reclined on a lounge and played with her pet, but when she wished to rest, she had only to say in gentle tones, "Be quiet, Gipsey, and lie down; I am tired." Instantly all romping ceased and the dog settled to sleep or retired to its basket.

The old adage says "every dog has its day," and Gipsey was no exception to the rule. One autumn she fell ill, lost her sight, and developed various canine disorders for which no cure could be found. With patience far beyond that of many men and women she endured her sufferings, and down to the hour when she died, the only sound she ever made was a low moan, though it was often evident that she was in great pain. Through all her illness she seemed to appreciate to its fullest extent the kindness of her young mistress, and swallowed with almost no resistance the unsavory drugs which the veterinary surgeon prescribed.

"Don't forget to say," remarks Fanny as she finishes reading the foregoing lines, "that Gipsey was the most sensitive dog I ever saw or heard of, and more sensitive than most children or grown people. The slightest word of reproof wounded her so that she showed her consciousness of it for hours, and she could n't be happy till it was 'all made up.' When that was accomplished she would bark and dance about, and perhaps bring some of her playthings for a good romp. If you stepped on her foot, or otherwise hurt her by accident, you had only to say, 'Excuse me, Gipsey; I did n't mean it,' and she would pretend she was n't hurt at all."

"I am sure that she knew the difference between our language and another. Sometimes the doctor would talk to her in French or German, in the same tones and with the same meaning as in English; whenever he did so, she would stand still and look at him with a puzzled expression which showed she did not understand, but the moment he went back to English, she was as demonstrative as ever, and seemed trying to ask him not to talk any more in that outlandish way."

II. CARLO.

BY EFFIE SQUIER.

How well we all remember Carlo! He was a dear old dog, and belonged to Mr. Rhodes, the constable of our town. He was a sharp detective, and had many a time discovered the hiding-places of thieves. Even we children used to be a little afraid of him, for if we had done anything wrong

Carlo would be sure to know all about it, and scold us for it too.

One day he saved the Mayor's little daughter from drowning, and from that day he became a hero. The citizens presented him with a gold collar for his bravery, but Carlo never showed any especial pride because of this decoration.

Carlo always made a point of attending all the fires in the town. He could mount a ladder like a fireman, and well do I recollect the last of his adventures.

It was toward evening on a holiday, and few people were in the place, as most of the citizens of the town were absent on an excursion to a neighboring lake.

I remember feeling sadly disappointed at having to miss the excursion myself. At about five o'clock the bells in the churches began to ring very loud and fast, and Carlo, who had been lazily sleeping and watching the place, started up, and with two or three expressive growls that summoned his master, ran with all speed for the fire.

There was a general shout that "Carlo was going!" and of course all the boys in the neighborhood hastened to follow.

The dog was very busy and intelligent all the time, dragging down the stairs, with great speed and care, things of every description.

As the last house was burning, the cry of a child was heard in the upper story.

Of course it was out of the question for any one to go up and expect to come back; but Carlo seemed to take in the situation at a glance. Knowing in his dog mind that the first stories were already in a blaze, he leaped up the ladder and jumped in through the window. The fire and smoke soon drove him back, but his master, who appeared at that moment, shouted to him to go in, and the people cheered. Whether he understood or not, he again entered the window, and when all hope of his return had been given up, a boyish shout announced his arrival. He was terribly burned, and fell before he reached the ground; still holding with wonderful firmness a little babe.

The child did not prove to be greatly harmed; but poor Carlo's injuries were fatal. The brave dog received every care, but he died the next day. He was buried in a pretty spot in the cemetery, and over his grave a little white stone was placed with this inscription :

"HERE LIES CARLO THE WISE.

A DOG WHO SHOWED ALMOST HUMAN INTELLIGENCE AND SKILL IN THE FIRE OF 1875."

III.- BOB.

CARLO was not the only "fire" dog, for a London paper tells of Bob, the fireman's dog, at the

Southwark Fire-brigade station in London. Whenever the fire-bell rings, Bob is in a great hurry to be off. He runs before the engine to clear the way and, arrived at the fire, no one is more ready than he to obey orders. He will run up ladders, jump through windows and enter blazing rooms

more quickly than any of the firemen. One day

a house was on fire in Duke street. The flames were spreading rapidly, and threatened soon to bring the building to the ground. Bob darted into the burning house, and in a few moments was seen coming out with what do you think?-a poor cat, in his mouth! He carried pussy very carefully, and gently dropped her in a place of safety.

On another occasion a house in Westminster Road was on fire, and Bob was there, as usual. The firemen thought that all the inmates were out of the house. Bob, however, knew better. He kept barking and scratching at a small door. The firemen ordered Bob to "hold his noise, and get away." Although usually a very obedient dog, Bob barked more loudly than ever, and seemed almost to say, "Be quick-do open this door!" The firemen were afraid that if this door was opened, it might make the fire burn more rapidly, but as Bob was so very boisterous, one of the firemen said: "There's some reason why Bob makes this ado-let's break open the door!" The door was burst open, when the astonished firemen found a poor little child, who, but for Bob, might have been burned to death! Bob has been presented with a collar, on which is the inscription:

"Stop me not,

But onward let me jog.
For I am Bob,

The London Fireman's Dog."

IV.-THE HONEST DOG OF FERENTINO.

dote: "A few years since I was sitting inside the A TRAVELER in Italy relates the following anecdoor of a shop, to escape from the rain while waiting for a trap to take me to the railway station in

the old Etruscan city of Ferentino. Presently an ill-bred dog of the pointer kind came and sat down in front of me, looking up in my face and wagging his tail to attract my attention.

"What does that dog want?' I asked of a bystander.

"Signore,' he answered, he wants you to give him a soldo, that he may buy you a cigar with it.' "I gave the dog the coin, and he presently returned, bringing a cigar, which he held crosswise in his mouth until I took it from him. Sent again and again, he brought me three or four more cigars from the tobacco-shop. At length the dog's demeanor changed, and he gave vent to his impatience by two or three low whines.

"""What does he want now?' I asked.

"He wants you to give him two soldi to go to the baker's, and buy bread for himself.'

"I gave him a two-soldo piece, and in a few minutes the dog returned with a small loaf of bread, which he laid at my feet, at the same time gazing wistfully in my face.

"He'll not take it until you give him leave,' said another bystander.

"I gave the permission, and the clever animal seized the loaf in his mouth and disappeared with it, and did not again make his appearance while I was in the city.

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whenever he sees a stranger in Ferentino."" "He always does that,' said the bystanders,

V. MR. IRVING'S COLLIE.

A NEWSPAPER paragraph, some time since, stated that Baroness Burdett-Coutts was usually accompanied by a beautiful collie dog, which was a gift from Mr. Henry Irving, the English tragedian, and which had a history. The actor was one day driving over the Braemar moors, when he lost his Skye terrier, which had been trotting along behind his trap. He stepped down to look for it, directing the driver to go on with the trap. On the moor he met a shepherd with a collie; and the man, when told of the actor's loss, offered to find the terrier. At a word from him the collie darted off, and after an absence of ten minutes returned. "Where is he?" asked the shepherd, and the dog, lifting one paw, pointed in the direction of the road. "He has gone after the trap," the shepherd said, and Mr. Irving, marveling, and, in truth, incredulous, returned to the road, and, coming up with the trap, found his little favorite awaiting his arrival. He

bought the collie at the moderate price of fifteen guineas, and on his return to town presented it to the Baroness.

VI. WHY MAJOR WENT TO CHURCH. BY LIZZIE HATCH.

I ONCE visited a pleasant country-house, the owner of which had a powerful and sagacious dog called Major. This dog was highly prized by his master and by the people of the neighborhood. He had saved many lives. Once when a swingrope became entangled around the neck of a little girl, Major held her up until help came.

One day the butcher brought in his bill for Major's provisions. Major's master thought it altogether too large, and shaking the paper angrily at the dog, he said:

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even a greater price. A servant was provided to feed the dog and to attend it when its mistress did not have it in charge.

VIII. DOGS AS NEWSPAPER-CARRIERS.

A CONNECTICUT journal, in speaking of the sagacity of dogs, says that it is a very common thing on all the Connecticut railroad lines for accommodating train men to throw newspapers off the train at or near the houses of subscribers who live on the line of the road but at a distance from the stations. In many instances, it says, dogs have been trained to watch for the cars and get these papers, and country dogs, it is noticed, take quite an active interest in the affair. On the Naugatuck road, some one had the curiosity to inquire into this matter of dog messengers. A certain gentleman,

See here, old fellow, you never ate all that he states, had a dog which would go a mile and a meat,- did you?"

The dog looked hard at the bill, shook himself all over, regarded the butcher with contempt, and then went back to his rug, where he stretched himself out with a low growl of dissatisfaction.

The next Sunday, just as service began at the village church, into my friend's pew vaulted Major; he had never before been to church.

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Our hostess started in affright. Something must have happened to the children," she said. "No," said her husband, "the dog would tell us if that were so."

The Major kept perfectly quiet until we all arose for prayer; then he sprang upon the seat, stood on his hind-legs, placed his fore-paws upon the front of the pew behind, and stared gravely and reproachfully into the face of the butcher, who looked very much confused, and turned first red and then pale. The whole congregation smiled and tittered. Major's master at once took the dog home. But the butcher was more considerate in his charges from that time. Evidently he felt mortified and conscience-stricken.

VII. A MONEYED DOG.

A FEW summers ago, according to a daily paper, the attention bestowed by a California lady upon her pet dog formed a constant topic of conversation at a well-known summer resort. The lady was often to be seen promenading upon the piazza of her hotel in company with a beautiful little blackand-tan dog. The small creature was said to have cost four hundred dollars. During the summer the lady ordered ear-rings and a gold collar for the dog. The ear-rings were declared to be worth two thousand dollars, and the collar, which was studded with emeralds and pearls, was valued at

half every morning to meet the train. The paper was at first thrown off by the brakeman on the last car, and there the dog watched for it. After a while it was thrown from the baggage car. The dog appeared angry at the change, barked furiously and waited sullenly for some time before going on its errand. It was some time before it became reconciled to the new way of delivering the paper. Below Derby, a dog acted for several years as newsboy for a number of families. The papers were thrown out of the car while it was going at full speed. Whether one or a large bundle of them, the dog was able to lug them off, making good time back.

Another dog which became a veteran as a newsdog and could not, from age and rheumatism, go down to the cars, managed in some way to train a younger dog to do its work.

A gentleman residing below Naugatuck, had a dog which regularly met the early morning train. The house was a mile away from the railroad, and the dog never left on its errand until it heard the train whistle at Beacon Falls station. Then it started on a run and waited always at the same spot, with its nose poked between the palings of a fence, and its keen eyes watching for the flying paper.

A story is told of one dog that was first taught to bring a certain New Haven paper, but when his master changed to another could not be induced to carry the new one. This seems unlikely. Another story is that a gentleman of Waterbury had a pet dog that could readily distinguish the locomotive whistles of the New England road from those of the Naugatuck, though the tracks ran parallel, side by side. For many years the faithful dog always found its train and car, and stood in waiting for the daily paper, which it carried home to its master.

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CHAPTER VII.

THE OHIO COMPANY.

WASHINGTON.

[A Historical Biography]

BY HORACE E. SCUDDER.

WHETHER in the woods or at his friends' houses, George Washington was sure, at this time, to hear much talk of the country which lay to the westward. The English had their colonies along the Atlantic coast, and guarded the front door to the American continent. The French had their military posts along the St. Lawrence and the great lakes, and in the Mississippi and Ohio Valleys. They had entered the continent by other doors, and the two nations were like two families living in the same house, each wishing the whole premises and making ready to oust the other.

The French held their possessions in America chiefly by means of forts and trading-posts; the English by means of farms and towns. So, while the French were busy making one fort after another in the interior, meaning to have a line from New Orleans to Quebec, the English were constantly clearing away woods and planting farms farther to the westward and nearer to the French forts. The great Appalachian Mountain Range kept the two people apart for a time, but English settlers were every year crossing the mountains, and making their way into the fertile valleys beyond.

The Indians who roamed over the country found themselves between two fires. They saw very plainly that if these two foreign nations kept increasing their foothold, there would be little room left for themselves. They saw, too, that the French and the English would not settle down in peace together, nor divide the land between them. Nor were the Indians wholly at peace among themselves. One tribe fought another, and each was very ready to call in the aid of the white man. So the tribes divided. The French were very willing to have certain Indians on their side, when they should come to blows with the English; the English sought to make friends with other Indians who were the enemies of those that had formed alliance with the French; and a tribe would sometimes change its position, siding now with the French, now with the English.

The region of country which was the prize most eagerly contended for by both nations was that watered by the Ohio River and its tributaries. As

yet, there were no white settlements in this region; but both French and English traders made their way into it and carried on a brisk business with the Indians. The two nations now set to work in characteristic fashion to get control of the Ohio Valley. The French began to build forts in commanding positions; the English formed a great land company, the object of which was to send out emigrants from England and the Atlantic colonies to settle in the Ohio Valley, plant farms, and so gain a real possession.

The company thus formed was called the Ohio Company. It was planned in 1748, by Thomas Lee, a Virginian gentleman, who associated with himself thirteen other gentlemen,— one, a London merchant who was to act as the Company's agent in England; the others, persons living in Virginia and Maryland. They obtained a charter from the King, and the grant of five hundred thousand acres of land lying chiefly south of the Ohio River and west of the Alleghany Mountains, between the Monongahela and Kanawha Rivers. These gentlemen reasoned that the natural passage to the Ohio country lay by the Potomac River and through the breaks in the mountain ranges caused by those branches of the Ohio River which took their rise in Virginia. So they intended that the stream of trade which flowed into the Ohio Valley, should take its rise in Maryland and Virginia, and benefit the people of those colonies; and in order to carry out their plans, they proposed to build a road for wagons from the Potomac to the Monongahela.

George Washington's elder brothers Lawrence and Augustine were both among the original members of the Ohio Company, and when, shortly after its formation, Mr. Lee died, Lawrence Washington became the principal manager. He took a very strong interest in the enterprise, and was particularly desirous of settling a colony of Germans on the company's land. The plans of the Ohio Company were freely discussed at Mount Vernon, and George Washington, who had made himself well acquainted with much of the country which lay on the way to the Ohio, was an interested listener and talker.

There was other talk, however, besides that of trade and settlement. The French were everywhere making preparations to assert their ownership of the Western country, and the colonies took the alarm and began also to make ready for possi

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