Jasper County Democrat, Volume 2, Number 35, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 December 1899 — HOW DEWEY REFORMED A DOG. [ARTICLE]
HOW DEWEY REFORMED A DOG.
The Sheep-Killer Was Taught a Leison He Never Forgot. The following story of Dewey comes from Loudon County, Va. It happened while he was still a commander and when he was visiting an old acquaintance, Henderson Davis. Dewey has always been a lover of animals, in witness of which may be noted bis affection for his dog, Bob, now one of the members of the Olympia’s crew. During this visit in Virginia he saved the life of a sheep-stealing dog, and what is more to the purpose converted the dog to a better mode <ff life. The subject of the future admiral’s kindness was a big collie hamed Pan, a fine dog and a good sheep dog in the day time, but with the fatal vice that sometimes develops in collies of killing sheep after dark. When Pan’s Jekyll and Hyde mode of life was brought to light, he was condemned to death, the just fate of every sheep-killing dog, for the vice is a serious one, anji generally deemed incurable. Dewey was Interested in the case and beggged leave of Mr. Davis to reform Tan or at least to make the attempt. *' A stay of execution was granted and and the big -collie was led out- to the bara where about a hundred head of sheep had been driven in. Dewey took his patient and prepared for heroic treatment. All four of the dog’s feet were tied together, sailor fashion, and he was laid down Just outside the barn' door. The lower half of the door was closed and the upper half left open, making a hurdle that an active sheep could clear at a jump. Dewey then went Inside and started after the old Ixil-wether with a dub. The sheep l and landed with all ram iwrun inn; prostrate and repentant Pan., Every other sheep in the ham started, after she habit of sheep, to play “follow my
leader.” Every one of the bunch hopped over the barrier and every one landed on the sheep-kllllng dog out-’ side. Every sheep hit him with from one to four sharp hoofs, and by the time the barn was empty he looked like a doormat that had been left out all winter. In fact, there was some question whether he would ever return to active life again. He did in the course of time, but the most ardent persuasions could never thereafter get him into the same ten-acre lot with the mildest mannered sheep that was ever sheared. He was saved for a warning to all sheep-stealing dogs, but his career as a Shepherd was ended.
