The dog led him, not to the cliff under which the vessel was lying,
as there she could not be seen, but to a distant place on a point
where she was visible.
Ropes were immediately obtained, the crew were all hoisted up. and
every life saved; and this was by the intelligent love of this
faithful fellow-creature--we cannot call him a brute.
These true stories were told me by Mr. W. R. of New Bedford, who
gave the name of the captain of the wrecked vessel, and said he was
sure they were true.
A fact of this kind fell once under my own observation. One night,
our dog Caesar made a barking at the door, till, at last, he brought
some one out. The dog then ran towards the road, and when he found
he was not followed, came back and barked, and then ran to the road
and back again, and so on till we understood he wanted to be
followed, and some one went with him.
Caesar immediately led the way to a ditch over which there was a
bridge without any guard. There a horse and wagon had been upset.
The wagon had fallen upon the driver in such a way that he could not
move. The men came immediately to the aid of the poor man, took him
out, put him in his wagon and new harnessed his horse, and set him
off comfortably on his way again. The dog sat by and saw it all.
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