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The late Mr. Foster Braithwaite of Kendal, in his “ Angle 
Reminiscences,” says, “This dog was sent to Mrs. Gough, an aunt 
of the unfortunate gentleman, residing at Kendal, and was frequently 
the playfellow of our worthy townsman Mr, Thomas Atkinson, when 
a boy.” 
Another claimant to the possession of the dog in the Kendal 
neighbourhood, is a certain Mr. John Gandy, who lived in the 
middle of this century with his brother James at Milnthorpe, and 
who, it is said by a friend, believed that the dog had preyed upon 
her master, ‘‘as the bitch was found with pups about her, and so 
she was not likely to have left her pups to seek for food.” 
In answer to whom, one has the testimony of the contemporaries 
and the tradition in the dales, that the pups were all dead about 
her, another argument for the suggestion that the poor little mother 
had, in her love for her master, even conquered her natural affection 
for her young, and gone off in quest for food even to the loss of 
her own little ones. 
But was this cocker spaniel that went to Kendal ever with 
Gough’s body at the Red Tarn on Helvellyn at all? Enquiry of 
the distant connexion of the Gough family still resident in Kendal, 
shewed that a dog, believed to be the faithful one, died there and 
was buried in ‘‘Sandys” Close, now Sandys Avenue; but Mr. W., 
the descendant of the dog’s reputed protector in Kendal, writes, 
“Nothing but general impressions remain about the event or the 
dog here in Kendal. My impression has been and is that it was 
a terrier. I have heard it called a mountain-terrier.” 
By a happy chance it was my fortune to interview an old man 
in his ninety-second year, one Stamper by name, who had worked 
side by side with the one-time host of the Cherry-tree, and after- 
wards, so the old man thought, host of the Horse Head, in the 
days when, I suppose, having tired of public-house keeping, he 
had taken to joiner’s work in a shop at Braithwaite, He “kenned” 
Jopson well. ‘And now,” said I, “Did you ever hear of the 
young man who perished by Red Tarn on Helvellyn?” ‘ What, 
him ’at lodged at t’ Cherry-tree a lang while sen?” “Yes,” I 
replied. “Oh, I kenned what fwoaks said about him, and oft 
