This time the door yielded and was
closed.
As it did so, the rabid animal flung himself against it with a violence
that threatened to carry it off its hinges, but it remained firm and he
was a prisoner.
"You are a hero!" called the teacher in a voice tremulous with
suppressed emotion.
"I guess we've got him fast, but look out, Mr. Hobbs, that he doesn't
reach you."
"I think there is little danger of that," said the other, looking
anxiously at the inner door, "but we must get help to dispose of him
before he can do further injury."
By this time, so many of the children had come back to the playgrounds
that several of those living near were sent home for assistance. It
quickly arrived; for Reuben Johnson and his uncle lost no time in
spreading the news, and three young men, each with a loaded gun,
appeared on the scene, eager to dispose of the dangerous animal. The
latter was at such disadvantage that this was done without trouble or
risk.
Providentially none of the children had been bitten, though more than
one underwent a narrow escape. Such animals as had felt the fangs of
the rabid cur were slain, and thus no harm resulted from the brief run
of the brute.
OVERREACHED.
Bushrod, or "Bush" Wyckoff was only twelve years old when he went to
work for Zeph Ashton, who was not only a crusty farmer, but one of the
meanest men in the country, and his wife was well fitted to be the life
partner of such a parsimonious person.
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