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and plunges in again. This may be reason or an in- 

 herited quahty, but if he is a thoroughbred, properly 

 handled, he will bring the wounded to you, and after 

 the batch has been secured, he will fetch up the pile 

 deposited on the shore." 



In the chapter on Point Shooting I have said some- 

 thing about the way in which these dogs work. There 

 are among the old-time gunners witnesses enough to 

 pile up volumes of testimony, showing that for cour- 

 age, endurance and determination the Chesapeake Bay 

 dogs stand in the front rank of all our breeds. I may 

 quote one or two examples of this. The first, from a 

 writer on Chesapeake Bay waters in Forest and Stream 

 signing himself J. C. S., is as follows : 



"We began shooting as soon as it was light and had 

 varying success, as neither of us was a crack shot, but 

 with the help of George and the dog we managed to 

 gather twenty-one ducks in a couple of hours. The 

 wind now blew a gale and the river was fearfully 

 rough. Just then we heard a swan trumpeting. It was 

 coming up the river, but beyond the reach of shot. 

 Seizing the .32 rifle, I opened on him, and at the 

 fourth or fifth shot had the good luck to tumble him 

 down with a broken wing. Now came the difficulty. 

 George absolutely refused to go after it, but said the 

 river was too rough, and it was. By this time the dog, 

 Taylor, was almost beside himself, whining and almost 

 crazy to go. Bob loosed him ; he ran to the point, and 

 jumped in, and swam in the direction that the swan 

 had disappeared. We stood almost breathless and 



