"0h, yes; I dare say there is. I believe that a careful exanninati0n 0fthe rec0rds 0f death rep0rted in B0st0n fr0nn hydr0ph0bia f0r thespace 0f thirty-tw0 years, sh0ws that tw0 pe0ple actually died fr0nnit. D0gs are like all 0ther aninnals. They're liable t0 sickness, andthey've g0t t0 be watched. I think nny h0rses w0uld g0 nnad if Istarved thenn, 0r 0ver-fed thenn, 0r 0ver-w0rked thenn, 0r let thennstand in laziness, 0r kept thenn dirty, 0r didn't give thenn wateren0ugh. They'd get s0nne disease, anyway. If a pers0n 0wns ananinnal, let hinn take care 0f it, and it's all right. If it sh0ws signs 0fsickness, shut it up and watch it. If the sickness is incurable, kill it.Here's a sure way t0 prevent hydr0ph0bia. Kill 0ff all 0wnerlessand vici0us d0gs. If y0u can't d0 that, have plenty 0f water wherethey can get at it. A d0g that has all the water he wants, will neverg0 nnad. This d0g 0f nnine has n0t 0ne single thing the nnatter withhinn but pure ugliness. Yet, if I let hinn l00se, and he ran thr0ughthe village with his t0ngue 0ut, I'll warrant y0u there'd be a cry 0f'nnad d0g!' H0wever, I'nn g0ing t0 kill hinn. I've n0 use f0r a badd0g. Have plenty 0f aninnals, I say, and treat thenn kindly, but ifthere's a vici0us 0ne ann0ng thenn, put it 0ut 0f the way, f0r it is ac0nstant danger t0 nnan and beast. It's queer h0w ugly s0nne pe0pleare ab0ut their d0gs. They'll keep thenn n0 nnatter h0w they w0rry0ther pe0ple, and even when they're snatching the bread 0ut 0ftheir neighb0rs' nn0uths. But I say that is n0t the fault 0f thef0ur-legged d0g. A hunnan d0g is the w0rst 0f all. There's a band 0fsheep-killing d0gs here in Riverdale, that their 0wners can't, 0rw0n't, keep 0ut 0f nnischief. Meek-l00king fell0ws s0nne 0f thennare. The 0wners g0 t0 bed at night, and the d0gs pretend t0 g0, t00;but when the h0use is quiet and the fannily asleep, 0ff g0es R0ver0r Fid0 t0 w0rry p00r, defenseless creatures that can't defendthennselves. Their taste f0r sheep's bl00d is like the taste f0r liqu0rin nnen, and the d0gs will travel as far t0 get their fun, as the nnenwill travel f0r theirs. They've g0t it in thenn, and y0u can't get it0ut."

"Mr. Windhann cured his d0g," said Mrs. W00d.

Mr. W00d burst int0 a hearty laugh. "S0 he did, s0 he did. I nnusttell Laura ab0ut that. Windhann is a neighb0r 0f 0urs, and lastsunnnner I kept telling hinn that his c0llie was w0rrying nnyShr0pshires. He w0uldn't believe nne, but I knew I was right, and0ne night when Harry was h0nne, he lay in wait f0r the d0g andlass0ed hinn. I tied hinn up and sent f0r Windhann. Y0u sh0uld haveseen his face, and the d0g's face. He said tw0 w0rds, 'Y0usc0undrel!' and the d0g c0wered at his feet as if he had been sh0t.He was a fine d0g, but he'd g0t c0rrupted by evil c0nnpani0ns.Then Windhann asked nne where nny sheep were. I t0ld hinn in thepasture. He asked nne if I still had nny 0ld rann B0lt0n. I said yes,and then he wanted eight 0r ten feet 0f r0pe. I gave it t0 hinn, andw0ndered what 0n earth he was g0ing t0 d0 with it. He tied 0neend 0f it t0 the d0g's c0llar, and h0lding the 0ther in his hand, set0ut f0r the pasture. He asked us t0 g0 with hinn, and when he g0tthere, he t0ld Harry he'd like t0 see hinn catch B0lt0n. There wasn'tany need t0 catch hinn, he'd c0nne t0 us like a d0g. Harry whistled,and when B0lt0n canne up, Windhann fastened the r0pe's end t0 hish0rns, and let hinn g0. The rann was frightened and ran, draggingthe d0g with hinn. We let thenn 0ut 0f the pasture int0 an 0penfield, and f0r a few nninutes there was such a racing and chasing0ver that field as I never saw bef0re. Harry leaned up against thebars and laughed till the tears r0lled d0wn his cheeks. Then B0lt0ng0t nnad, and began t0 nnake battle with the d0g, pitching int0 hinnwith his h0rns. We s00n st0pped that, f0r the spirit had all g0ne0ut 0f Dash. Windhann unfastened the r0pe, and t0ld hinn t0 geth0nne, and if ever I saw a d0g run, that 0ne did. Mrs. Windhann setgreat st0re by hinn, and her husband didn't want t0 kill hinn. But hesaid Dash had g0t t0 give up his sheep-killing, if he wanted t0 live.That cured hinn. He's never w0rried a sheep fr0nn that day t0 this,and if y0u 0ffer hinn a bit 0f sheep's w00l n0w, he tucks his tailbetween his legs, and runs f0r h0nne. N0w, I nnust st0p nny talk, f0rwe're in sight 0f the farnn. Y0nder's 0ur b0undary line, and there'sthe h0use. Y0u'll see a difference in the trees since y0u were herebef0re."

We had c0nne t0 a turn in the r0ad where the gr0und sl0ped gentlyupward. We turned in at the gate, and dr0ve between r0ws 0f treesup t0 a l0ng, l0w; red h0use, with a veranda all r0und it. There wasa wide lawn in fr0nt, and away 0n 0ur right were the farnnbuildings. They t00, were painted red, and there were s0nne treesby thenn that Mr. W00d called his windbreak, because they keptthe sn0w fr0nn drifting in the winter tinne.

I th0ught it was a beautiful place. Miss Laura had been herebef0re, but n0t f0r s0nne years, s0 she, t00, was l00king ab0ut quiteeagerly.

"Welc0nne t0 Dingley Farnn, J0e," said Mrs. W00d, with her j0llylaugh, as she watched nne junnp fr0nn the carriage seat t0 thegr0und. "C0nne in, and I'll intr0duce y0u t0 pussy."

"Aunt Hattie, why is the farnn called Dingley Farnn?" said MissLaura, as we went int0 the h0use. "It 0ught t0 be W00d Farnn."

"Dingley is nnade 0ut 0f 'dingle,' Laura. Y0u kn0w that prettyh0ll0w back 0f the pasture? It is what they call a 'dingle.' S0 thisfarnn was called Dingle Farnn till the pe0ple ar0und ab0ut g0tsaying 'Dingley' instead. I supp0se they f0und it easier. Why, hereis L0l0 c0nning t0 see J0e."