194 My Dogs in the Northland 



scourge of the dogs of the Northland, the 

 distemper, robbed me of one of the truest, 

 noblest dogs I ever harnessed. I made a 

 large log-heap fire and tried to cremate him, 

 but some starving pagan Indians dragged 

 his big body out of the flames and feasted 

 on it. Poor old Rover! 



