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THE DUMB DETECTIVE
By Victor Redcliffe
(Copyright, 1916,W. G. Chapman.)
"Out of the way, "you brute!"
With the word, Perry Hull gave
the stray dog lying on the mat out
side of the door of his place of resi
dence a kick that sent the animal
rolling to the bottom of the steps.
The dog was a mongrel, ill fed,
seemingly homeless and friendless.
It did not skulk, however. Landing
on its feet, the animal bristled. Its
eyes were fixed upon its persecutor
with a look that said plainly:
"I won't forget your
Then the animal slowly proceeded
down the street, holding up one foot
which the kick had temporarily crip
pled. Hull disappeared within the house,
waving his 'hand airily to the com
panion from whom he had just part
ed, Arthur Hope. The la"tter never
returned the salutation. He had ob
served the cruel treatment of the
dog. He hurried his steps and came
up to the disabled animal.
"You poor creature!" he said pity
ingly, and he stooped and patted the
head of the animal, which looked
confidingly into his face and wagged
his stump of a tail and whimpered a
"You come home with me," con
tinued Hope. "It won't be far," and
the animal seemed to understand
him, limping faithfully behind him.
Hope assisted the dog up the steps
as he reached his boarding house, led
him to his room, bathed the injured
limb, applied a soothing lotion, and
Hope made a friend for life.
At the end of three or four days
the dog was well Some friends of
Hope who saw the animal joked and
scoffed at the homely pet Hope had
adopted. Certainly the creature was
unprepossesing as to appearance.
One friend, quite a dog fancier, de
clared the animal was a puzzle to
"A mixed breed or mongrel, yet
with some fine points," he observed.
"He has the ferocity of a bulldog,
with the fine scent of a real hunter.
Going to keep him?"
"I can't get rid of him," explained
Hope. "I tried to lose him yesterday
morning. He was back on the door
step waiting for me at night. When
he fixed those big, reproachful, yet
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grateful, eyes on me I wilted. I shall
Certainly the animal loved him.
One evening he followed him to a
house that held the dearest girl in
the world for Arthur Hope Nellie
Ashton. Hull was there, a rival, as
Hope and his escort ascended the
porch. He recognized the animal,
but said nothing. As to the dog, i$