XIV 



CiESAR, THE CLEVER RASCAL 



CiESAR was a mongrel dog with St. 

 Bernard and Eskimo blood in his 

 veins. He was a large, powerful dog 

 and able to do any amount of work, but he 

 was a cunning shirk and required constant 

 watching or, while making a great pretence 

 in his traces, he would not be drawing a 

 pound. 



From his early puppyhood days he was 

 full of tricks. One that I saw him per- 

 form when he was only four months old 

 very much amused me. Unknown to him I 

 watched the whole performance from my 

 study window. It was in the winter and 

 the snow was deep upon the ground. In- 

 dian men were busily engaged with my dog 

 trains in dragging from the distant forest 

 the yearly supply of wood required for our 

 church, parsonage, and school-house. Bear- 

 ing in mind the length and severity of the 

 winters in that cold Northland, and that we 



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