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ty feet or more into the sea. Once in the water, the power of his 

 enemy was crippled, while Captain was altogether in his own element; 

 and, easily overcoming all efforts at resistance, he succeeded in reso- 

 lutely keeping the bull-dog's head under water. The excitement on 

 the shore was, of course, intense. The major shouted, and called out : 

 " My dog ! my beautiful dog ! Will no one save him ? " But no 

 one seemed at all inclined to interfere, or to risk his life for the ugly 

 dog. At length the major called out : " I'll give fifty pounds to any 

 one who will save my dog ;" and soon afterward a boat which lay at 

 some little distance pulled up to the rescue. Even then, however, it 

 was only by striking Captain on the head with the oars that he could 

 be forced to release his victim, which was taken into the' boat quite 

 senseless from exhaustion and suffocation, and was with difficulty 

 brought to itself again. Captain, on the other hand, swam in tri- 

 umph to the shore, amid the plaudits of the spectators, who shared, in 

 sympathy at least, his well-earned honors of revenge. 



More remarkable than the sagacity in carrying out the desire for 

 revenge, displayed by the Newfoundland dog in the above case, is 

 that which the following narrative illustrates : A gentleman of wealth 

 and position in London had, some years ago, a country-house and farm 

 about sixty miles from the metropolis. At this country residence he 

 kept a number of dogs, and among them a very large mastiff and a 

 Scotch terrier ; and, at the close of one of his summer residences in 

 the country, he resolved to bring this terrier with him to London for 

 the winter season. There being no railway to that particular part of 

 the country, the dog traveled with the servants in a jiost-carriage, and 

 on his arrival at the town-house was brought out to the stable, where 

 a large Newfoundland dog was kept as a watch-dog. This latter in- 

 dividual looked with anything but pleasure on the arrival of the little 

 intruder from the country; and consequently the Scotch terrier had 

 not been verv longr in his new home when this canine master of the 

 stable attacked him, and, in the language of human beings, gave him 

 a sound thrashing. The little animal could, of course, never hope by 

 himself to chastise his host for this inhospitable welcome, but he de- 

 termined that by some agency chastisement should come. Accord- 

 ingly, he lay very quiet that night in a remote corner of the stable, 

 but when morning had fully shone forth he was nowhere to be found. 

 Search was made for him, as the phrase says, high and low, but with- 

 out success; and the conclusion reluctantly arrived at was, that he had 

 been stolen. On the third morning after his disappearance, however, 

 he again showed himself in London, but this time not alone ; for, to 

 the amazement of every one, he entered the stable attended by the big 

 mastiff from Kent. This great brute had no sooner arrived than he 

 flew at the Newfoundland dog, who had so badly treated his little ter- 

 rier friend, and a severe contest ensued, which the little terrier him- 

 self, seated at a short distance, viewed with the utmost dignity and 



