From the Detroit Free Press, July 29.
Captain maddock, living on Rivard street, while Captain of the schooner D. L. Couch, four years ago, and then living at New Baltimore, took with him on a trip to Buffalo a Newfoundland dog named “Neptune.” Lying alongside another vessel one night at Buffalo his dog was stolen. He telegraphed to friends at Cleveland to board the vessel which took the dog, when she reached that city, and hold the animal for him. They failed to do this, and from that day to Friday evening-all of four years-he did not see his dog again. He moved from New Baltimore to Detroit, moved once or twice after reaching the city, and only settled on Rivard street a few days ago. Friday evening, as one of the family opened the front door, there sat “Neptune” on the step. As soon as he heard Mrs. Maddock’s voice he leaped around and barked loudly, and gave every sign that he remembered her. This was also the case when the Captain came home. An hour later Miss Maddock arrived from California unexpectedly, and the dog recognized her in a moment. Four years ago the young lady used to “romp” with the dog, and the Captain thinks it a most singular thing that the daughter and dog should return on the same evening, when neither was looked for. The dog’s legs were covered with mud, as if he had made a long journey by land, but where he was for four years, how he found out his master’s removal to Detroit, and then traced him to his house, are all matters which the reader must settle in his own mind. The dog stands three feet high, and is as large as a good-size lion.
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