Jun 23, 1892 Chicago Family English Bull Terrier Kills Child in Terrible Attack

Chicago-Little Herman Kronkaw, the 2-year-old son of Charles Kronkaw, a car coupler on the Clybourne avenue line of the North Chicago Street Railway Company, and living at No. 233 East North avenue, was frightfully mangled Monday afternoon by a large English bull terrier.  The child was accustomed to play with the dog, and Monday afternoon while Mrs. Kronkaw was at work in the kitchen he was taken into the dining-room where the animal was asleep.
Suddenly Mrs. Kronkaw was startled by a cry from her baby.  She rushed into the dining-room and was horrified when she saw her child bleeding from several wounds on his head.  Standing over him was the dog apparently making ready for another attack.  The frantic mother rushed to the child and as she did so the dog made another plunge at him fastening its teeth on the right side of the baby's head.
The mother was unable to release the boy but her loud cries for help brought assistance.  Several neighbors rushed into the house and rescued the unconscious child from further injury.
A physician was summoned and he dressed the wounds.  It was found that there were seven ugly wounds on the child's head, one of which was nearly two inches in length and required five stitches to close it.  The child can not recover.

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Mar 14, 1892 Chicago A Vicious Bulldog Attacks and Lacerates Its Master

A vicious Bull-dog Attacks and Lacerates Its Master

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A Terrible Struggle

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Volna White, an athletic young man and a teamster by occupation, is lying at the County Hospital with his face scratched and bitten in a terrible manner and his hands so badly lacerated that he will probably lose the use of the right one.

His wounds are the result of the terrific fight that he had with a bull-dog in his room at No. 80 south Peoria street Sunday morning.  The dog has always been his friend and protected him while he slept at night.  But yesterday their friendship was severed when the master walked into the room.  The dog was lying beside the stove.  He gave the dog a kick and in an instant as if to resent the treatment, the animal jumped at his master and buried his fangs in his throat.

"Get off, Tige," cried White.  "Help, help; he's killing me," and he tried to shake off the now maddened brute.  There was no one in the room at the time, and White was at the dog's mercy.  The battle was a short one, and but for the intervention of a policeman White would probably have been killed.  The scuffling in the room and the loud barking of the dog attracted the attention of the officer, who, running into the house, found the man lying on the floor with the dog biting his face.  One bullet was sufficient to end the dog's existence, and he dropped dead with a piece of White's ear in his mouth.

Half unconscious, the injured man, with his face and hand badly torn, the flesh hanging from his hands and half the clothing torn from his body, was conveyed to the County Hospital, where he may die.

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