With Wild Dogs Under the Auroras 43 



one of the train. He proved the ugliest cus- 

 tomer of all, and I never before imagined a 

 dog's head could take such a pommelling 

 ere he would give in. Failing to get hold 

 of me, he tore the robes and parchment side 

 of the cariole. It was well for me that the 

 traces of the fourth dog, fastened to the 

 front of the cariole, so held him back, that 

 he was unable to do more than savagely 

 growl at me, while he at times fastened his 

 teeth into everything within reach. His 

 efforts however kept the cariole twisting in 

 a most erratic fashion, and so I had to keep 

 up the fight and at the same time look well 

 to my balance so as not to be upset. 



With the third dog conquered, I uncoiled 

 the long lash of the whip and shouting 

 "Marehe!" I vigourously and promiscu- 

 ously used it on them. They did not wait 

 for many applications but speedily sprang 

 to their feet, The leader wheeled around 

 to the left and away they flew. At first 

 they seemed tangled up in the traces, but 

 trained dogs are wonderfully clever in 

 straightening out from these mixups and 

 so it was then. On they sped to the left 

 until their sharp scent at once indicated 

 when the home trail was reached, and the 



