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they had thus feasted on my mutton that I 

 had brought with such care four hundred 

 miles, they prudently kept at a distance 

 from me. They would sit up on their 

 haunches and let me come within about a 

 hundred feet of them but, " No nearer, 

 thank you," they seemed to say. Clever 

 fellows, they knew they deserved a good 

 thrashing, but they seemed to think it best 

 to put off the evil day until the master had 

 in a measure got over his anger and would 

 be more lenient in his punishment. 



Wise dogs were they. For as I could not 

 get my hands upon them to punish them the 

 day the crime was discovered, I did not pun- 

 ish them when I did get hold of them. I 

 argued, I think justly, that they would not 

 have had the slightest idea of the reason 

 why they were being chastised. So by pru- 

 dently keeping beyond my reach for twenty- 

 four hours, they escaped altogether. 



Disappointed, but not discouraged, in this 

 attempt to have some mutton for an occa- 

 sional meal in that great Northland, I next 

 tried to see what I could do with some pigs. 

 So the next summer, when I made my an- 

 nual trip to the Red River Settlement, I 

 bought from a flourishing farmer a couple 



