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    The Day of the Dog
    The Day of the Dog
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    The Day of the Dog

    By George Barr McCutcheon

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateJun 1, 2004
    The Day of the Dog
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    George Barr McCutcheon

    George Barr McCutcheon (1866–1928) was an American novelist and playwright. McCutcheon first achieved success with a series of romantic novels set in the fictional country of Graustark and later went on to write the novel Brewster’s Millions, which was adapted into a play and several films. Born and educated in Indiana, McCutcheon is considered to be part of the golden age of Indiana literature. 

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    • 4/5
      This short story, first published in 1904, is a romantic comedy with a touch of the thriller. A lawyer walks onto farmland to discuss business with a young widow, however, an encounter with a savage bulldog results in him climbing up a ladder in a barn and sitting on a beam. The arrival of fellow humans does not solve the lawyer's predicament. This brief tale is face-paced, with no pointless digressions, and features some quality dialogue. I like the originality of this story. George Barr McCutcheon has done a good job here.

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    The Day of the Dog - George Barr McCutcheon

    The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Day of the Dog, by George Barr McCutcheon

    This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org

    Title: The Day of the Dog

    Author: George Barr McCutcheon

    Illustrator: Harrison Fisher

    Posting Date: April 12, 2013 [EBook #5759] Release Date: May, 2004 First Posted: August 28, 2002

    Language: English

    *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE DAY OF THE DOG ***

    Produced by Juliet Sutherland, Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team.

    THE DAY OF THE DOG

    by

    GEORGE BARR MCCUTCHEON

    Author of Grauslark

    The Sherrods etc

    With Illustrations by

    Harrison Fisher

    and decorations by

    Margaret & Helen Maitland Armstrong

    New York 1904

    ILLUSTRATIONS

      SWALLOW (in color) Frontispiece

      CROSBY DRIVES TO THE STATION

      THE HANDS HAD GONE TO THEIR DINNER

      THE BIG RED BARN

      THE TWO BOYS

      MRS. DELANCY AND MRS. AUSTIN

      MR. AUSTIN

      MRS. DELANCY PLEADS WITH SWALLOW

      THEY EXAMINE THE DOCUMENTS

      SHE DELIBERATELY SPREAD OUT THE PAPERS ON THE BEAM (in color)

      SWALLOW

      SHE WATCHES HIM DESCEND INTO DANGER

      MR. CROSBY SHOWS SWALLOW A NEW TRICK

      SWALLOW'S CHUBBY BODY SHOT SQUARELY THROUGH THE OPENING (in color)

      THE MAN WITH THE LANTERN

      MR. HIGGINS

      HE WAS SPLASHING THROUGH THE SHALLOW BROOK (in color)

      HE CARRIES HER OVER THE BROOK

      MRS. HIGGINS

      THEY ENJOY MRS. HIGGINS'S GOOD SUPPER

      LONESOMEVILLE

      THE DEPUTY SHERIFF

      CROSBY AND THE DEPUTY

      MRS. DELANCY FALLS ASLEEP

      THEY GO TO THE THEATRE

      "'GOOD HEAVENS!' 'WHAT IS IT?' HE CRIED. 'YOU ARE NOT MARRIED,

          ARE YOU?'"

      (in color)

      CROSBY WON BOTH SUITS

    THE DAY OF THE DOG

    PART I

    I'll catch the first train back this evening, Graves. Wouldn't go down there if it were not absolutely necessary; but I have just heard that Mrs. Delancy is to leave for New York to-night, and if I don't see her to-day there will be a pack of troublesome complications. Tell Mrs. Graves she can count me in on the box party to-night.

    We'll need you, Crosby. Don't miss the train.

    [Illustration: Crosby Drives to the Station]

    I'll be at the station an hour before the train leaves. Confound it, it's a mean trip down there—three hours through the rankest kind of scenery and three hours back. She's visiting in the country, too, but I can drive out and back in an hour.

    On your life, old man, don't fail me.

    Don't worry, Graves; all Christendom couldn't keep me in Dexter after four o'clock this afternoon. Good-by. And Crosby climbed into the hansom and was driven away at breakneck speed toward the station.

    Crosby was the junior member of the law firm of Rolfe & Crosby, and his trip to the country was on business connected with the settlement of a big estate. Mrs. Delancy, widow of a son of the decedent, was one of the legatees, and she was visiting her sister-in-law, Mrs. Robert Austin, in central Illinois. Mr. Austin owned extensive farming interests near Dexter, and his handsome home was less than two miles from the heart of the town. Crosby anticipated no trouble in driving to the house and back in time to catch the afternoon train for Chicago. It was necessary for Mrs. Delancy to sign certain papers, and he was confident the transaction could not occupy more than half an hour's time.

    At 11:30 Crosby stepped from the coach to the station platform in Dexter, looked inquiringly about, and then asked a perspiring man with a star on his suspender-strap where he could hire a horse and buggy. The officer directed him to a feed-yard and stable, but observed that there was a funeral in town an' he'd be lucky if he got a rig, as all of Smith's horses were out. Application at the stable brought the first frown to Crosby's brow. He could not rent a rig until after the funeral, and that would make it too late for him to catch the four o'clock train for Chicago. To make the story short, twelve o'clock saw him trudging along the dusty road covering the two miles between town and Austin's place, and he was walking with the rapidity of one who has no love for the beautiful.

    The early spring air was invigorating, and it did not take him long to reduce the distance. Austin's house stood on a hill, far back from the highway, and overlooking the entire country-side.

    The big red barn stood in from the road a hundred yards or more, and he saw that the same driveway led to the house on the hill. There was no time for speculation, so he hastily made his way up the lane. Crosby had never seen his client, their business having been conducted by mail or through Mr. Rolfe. There was not a person in sight, and he slowed his progress considerably as he drew nearer the big house. At the barn-yard gate he came to a full stop and debated within himself the wisdom of inquiring at the stables for Mr.

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