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4 Touching Incident Our friend who kindly
addresses US in long communication from Mem:
phis, Tenn, will excuse extracting the follow


ing beautiful incident for publication. A full his


tory of the rise and progress Of that city, lately
published in De Bows RevisaO preeludes the me-
cessity of inserting the entire letter in colums3
t" Before Conclude let me relate little incident
which occurred here few days since. The mar
shals have been for the last two months. dealing
destruction's devastating doom I" among the canine
race A little girl playing with two. avorfte dogs,
Jeff them for few moments, and on her return
saw the marshal approaching them, gun in hand.
By commands and entreatics she succeeded in
getting one of them beyond the reach of danger,
INSIDE of a gatel but was 100 late to assist the
other in efecting his retreat. The marshal had
now approached within shooting distance, and
took deadly aim at the dog. For one instant the
sweet child hesitated, and the contending emo
tions of personal apprehensions and love for her
playmate, were legibly depicted on her beautiful
face !; It was but for one moment-the next and
with a bound, she had reached her friend, and
ciasped him round the neck, forming complete
shield to him from the messenger of death, and
excIaiming all the time, in the most thrilling ac-
cents of supplcation, but sill with the look of a


Youthful Pocahontas, he's not mad, Mr.. Marshal,
he's NOT mad 50 The marshal brought his gun to
the shoulder, came to the ibout face, and marched
of, renarking to a gentleman, that be would not
kill THAT dog for all the mayors and aldermen
in creation. Yours, SC. -. ..,- A. M a