iled the rope he held in his hand,
"out with the money or I take the dog."

"How much is it? how much is it?" cried the old man, fumbling in his
pockets and bringing forth a few small pieces of silver and some
pennies. "Here take it, take it, it's all I have--there's a ten-cent
piece, isn't it? and there's two fives, and here, yes, God be praised,
here's a quarter of a dollar; Trusty earned that yesterday. Let's see,
twenty-five, that's the quarter, and ten is thirty-five, and two fives,
that makes forty-five, and eight pennies, that makes fifty-three cents;
won't that do? It's every cent I have, as God is my witness--it will do,
won't it?" And the old man seized one of the hands of the fellow, and
strove to put his little hoarding into it.

But the hard-hearted wretch drew his hand back with a jerk, and, seizing
the dog by the neck, slipped the rope over his head and saying, "The law
allows me four times that for killing him," opened the door and pulled
the poor dog out after him into the street.

"God of heaven!" screamed the poor old man, as he rushed, bareheaded as
he was, out of the door, and hurried in pursuit of the man, who was
pulling the dog along and walking as fast as he could, while Trusty
struggled and cried and did all he could to get rid of the rope. "Where
is thy justice or thy mercy? Oh, sir; oh, sir;" he shouted, running
after the man, "give me back my dog; oh, give him back to me, good
people;" he cried, for his own cries and those of the dog, too, had
already drawn a crowd to the scene, "good people, tell him not to kill
my dog."

[Illustration: "_It was to the honor of the crowd that they hooted the
officer roundly._"]

It was to the honor of the crowd that they hooted the officer roundly,
and called on him and shouted, "Give the old man back his dog," and
greater honor yet to them that some of the boys pelted him with
snowballs and junks of ice as he hurried on, and one brawny chap,
sitting on the seat of his cart, struck him a stinging blow with his
black whip as he scuttled past, with, "Damn you, take that, for killing
_my_ dog." The officer shook his club at the honest fellow and said,
"I'll pay you for that, see if I don't," but he dared not stop to make
the arrest, for the crowd was thickening and the air getting fuller of
missiles, and every door and window was hooting him as he passed them,
with the poor dog crying and moaning pitifully at his heels. Even the
women, God bless them (fo