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they made themselves very agreeable. Pa stopped the car and ran down to the little place where they make the taffy at the boat landing in Onset, and got a big box full which served as a treat to them on the way home. we had a good time but got awful tired, as we covered a good many miles. I was tired out all the next day. We had on Tuesday in the next yard a mad dog over to Morelanders, he barked all the forenoon on his rope, [one of those foxterriers,] and I was about wild so when Pa came home to dinner I had him go over to see about it and when he came back said Estell wanted him to let him loose, but Pa said no it was not safe, his eyes were like balls of fire and he was frothing at the mouth, in a terrible frenzy, with those little sharp barks that had been going on all the forenoon long, only worse. As soon as the man came home, he went down and got Peter McGarvey to come up and shoot him. Poor Ted up to the farm, had to have his dog killed, one day this week, they were mowing the grass and didn't see the little dog in the tall grass, till the scythe cut his hind leg off. Ted worshipped him, bestowing all of his affection on the little thing in fact it was all he had to love. I felt sorry for him.

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