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VOYAGEUR, THE BROKEN-HEARTED 



VOYAGEUR had been thoroughly 

 trained by his former master, a Mr. 

 Sinclair of the Hudson's Bay Com- 

 pany, before I bought him. Such was his 

 singular undoglike nature, that while he 

 left his first master without regret he ever 

 treated me with indifference. As a dog out- 

 side of his harness he was a nonentity, or 

 rather a puzzle, but when at the head of his 

 train, with every muscle quivering with ex- 

 citement and ears erect as he eagerly waited 

 for his " Marching orders," he was every 

 inch a dog. 



Not until we had lost him did we begin 

 to understand him and realize how that 

 proud position of leadership was all the 

 world to him. 



It was with him : " Aut Caesar aut 

 nullus," so emphatically, that when his su- 

 premacy was questioned his proud spirit 

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