IGJ: TACT AGAINST FICTION. 



bayonet." At the suggestion thus made the good- 

 natured soldier presented the weapon to the dog, 

 but took care not to use the point ; he simply pushed 

 the dog with its side, who then bit at the steel blade. 



This fact at once seemed to confirm the opinion 

 of the mob as to a fact of ^^ hydrophobia." Blatant 

 fools cried out that the sentinel ought to protect the 

 public, or what was he there for ; and it seemed, in 

 my horrified view, that the soldier was going to 

 commit canine murder. 



There was a slight bustle then, commencing in 

 the rearmost portion of the mob. I could not dis- 

 tinguish Avliat caused it, but men, as their notice 

 was attracted to something among their legs, 

 looked down, and seemed to let whatever it was 

 make its way through. At last, from behind the 

 soldier's legs, and considerably beneath his j^ouch, 

 a poor little ill-clothed girl made her way ; under 

 her left arm was a bundle tied up in an old hand- 

 kerchief, and her object obviously was to gain the 

 inside of the sentry-box. 



'^ Take care I" roared the crowd. ^^ Get away, 

 you foolish little thing; the dog is mad." 



To their noisy threats and warnings this j^oor 

 little child paid no sort of attention. She was 



