Cuffy, the Beautiful Newfoundland Dog 141 



in the air, and observe its desperate efforts 

 to stay with its fellows. When this was 

 impossible and it began to descend, I 

 quickly unharnessed the eager dog. The in- 

 stant the goose alighted, at a distance of at 

 least three-quarters of a mile away, I gave 

 Cuffy a cheery word, and let her go. 



Quickly reloading my gun I sprang on my 

 dog-sled and as rapidly as we could travel, 

 we followed after. Hampered as we were 

 by Cuffy's dangling harness, we could not 

 make very rapid progress, but we did get 

 near enough to see the battle between Cuffy 

 and that wild goose. At first the goose, by 

 rapid running, aided by its one wing, tried 

 to get away from the dog. When, however, 

 it found out that this was impossible, it sud- 

 denly stopped and stood on the defensive. 

 With a bark of anticipated easy triumph, 

 Cuffy recklessly rushed in to seize the goose. 

 But alas, what a humiliation ! Before that 

 dog knew what had happened, she was lying 

 on her back on the ice and fairly howling 

 with rage and pain. With one quick blow, 

 with his uninjured wing, that old goose had 

 struck that dog such a blow that under its 

 terrific force she was knocked over and 

 dazed by it. 



