point in Chilean territory
until the demands of the United States
were complied with.
It was assumed, of course, that the navy could easily do all the rest.
Pending the consideration of this subject, so disagreeable to me, I had a dream which I repeated at the time to a few intimate friends.
I saw in the public street a man holding a mangy-looking dog by the neck, and beating him with a great club, while a crowd of people assembled to witness the ‘sport.’
Some one asked the man why he was beating the poor dog. He replied: ‘Oh, just to make him yelp.’
But the dog did not ‘yelp.’
He bore his cruel punishment without a whine.
Then he was transformed into a splendid animal, one of the noblest of his species, and the entire crowd of bystanders, with one accord, rushed in and compelled the man to desist from beating him.