A DOG'S ADVENTURE ON AN ICE FLOE

Evening Star, Issue 20346, 30 November 1929, Page 9

A DOG'S ADVENTURE ON AN ICE FLOE

If poor Lady, a white collie, could see her portrait as it appears in the picture pages of the Detroit newspapers she would bo more puzzled than ever at the queer ways of human beings. In her photograph she does wear a rather bewildered expression, and no wonder.

When a February blizzard swept Lake St. Clair, by the city, the collie by some dischanee got adrift on a floe of ice broken off by the shoi'e. It was impossible in the gale to get a boat out to her, and it seemed that poor Lady must he swept out into the wild waters to die of starvation.

There were watchers on the shore of her predicament, and as it_ seemed impossible te save her the police began to fire at her in order to save h e r If olll a more lingering death. But at the first shot the marooned Lady swiftly crouched down behind a ih floe. A number of shots were fired. Lady did not show a hair. It was thought—it was even hoped-rthgt a shot had killed her.

When the storm abated, two days later, a boat was taken out to the icepack on the lake, and there Lady was

found on her floe, her feet frozen into a crevice where she had lain snug and tight, and had ridden out the gale. They had to chop the ice to get her out. They took her hack and made much of her while they carefully thawed the ice away. ■Poor Lady licked their faces while this was going on, and the first use she made of her released paws was to hold out first one and then the other to shake hands, as she had been taught to do. What a perfect little Lady! She is now going on well, but she will never understand why her friends shot at her.