I can never forget the look in her eyes as she watched Paddy point the gun, but I am thankful that the next moment ended her misery.
Delighted with his success at "trapping," as he called it, Tommy rearranged the trap, but, unknown to him, Paddy removed and hid it.
"It's jest the way with half the folks in the world," the latter muttered; "they have hearts like flint stones."
And I knew his words were true, else people would be more considerate and merciful.
[CHAPTER XVI.]
One year Master and I spent in the city. He was supplying the place of a friend in the profession, who was sick and had gone abroad.
I saw a good deal of life there, but dark as some of the pictures were, they had in some instances their bright side. In this city a society for the prevention of cruelty to animals, had lately been started, and, though people generally did not give it much countenance, there were still a few brave, humane men and women who dared to speak for those who could not speak for themselves; who dared to do right despite the sneers and jeers of the world.
We dumb animals have reason to thank the Creator that He made a few like these. Horrible cruelties had gone uncensured in this city before. Animals had died for lack of food and water, others had been cut and mangled by trains and left to die by inches, lesser creatures had been openly tortured to death, and beasts of burden had been kicked and pounded to death on the streets.