Show I Stories o of the Street I HO Ho WR was a R big looking fine muscular bulldog of or the kind that will tl tight fight ht u li buzz buz saw v aw when his anger Is aroused Dogs of oC this kind are arc supposed to never no know knO when hen th they y ha have enough but this I one ono did 1 This do t fiR I In ii hi I yi U n v n. n young mast master r and a bo boy companion were driving a heavy deliver delivery auto south In Fifth East street et at o'clock Monday afternoon with the big bulldog perched upon tho the seat between them Tho The dog was apparently enjoying himself The auto bowled alon along at a merry clip and the attention of oC the do dog was di diverted di- di vetted for tor a an Instant to a sparrow on the pavement directly in the path of r tho the bl big automobile He watched the sparrow an instant too long and lost his balance Down he lie tumbled falling ailing heavily hel to the pavement squarely In front of the swiftly moving mo automobile The bo boy bov who was driving applied the brakes and the re reverse re re- verse erse and whatever else there Is about the machinery to make It s stop top but the dog doJ was tinder under the machine The machine machine ma ma- chine rolled on with slackened speed and the dog do- was rolling roiling over o and over In Im im- im danger of being crushed Women on the sidewalk squealed Rut But the tho ther th f r f 11 t ps Vi I vu a 1 0 scraping the dogs dog's side sId as as the front wheels had done Then Mr Ir Do Dog picked d himself him him- self up gavi a frightened look at the car and turned tall tail da dashing away in the opposite direction The boys whistled and called to Jack for Cor that was as the dogs dog's name checking him In his m flight ht The They coaxed and ur urged ed him Im to return to hIs hla place on the seat scat but he lie circled d about the car cau can They called d and called but hut did Jack jump uP up Into the car again and climb to the sell seat t He did not Jack Is one bulldog bUlldog- who knows know when he had enough |