2l8 NATURAL HISTORY IN ANECDOTE. 



glove makers. The ibex belongs to the Carpathians, the 

 Pyrenees, and the Savoy Alps, though it is now but rarely 

 found in places where it was once abundant. 

 The Intellig- ^ r> ^' ^' ^** Kingston tells an interesting 

 ence of the story of a ewe, bred in the neighbourhood of 



Sheep. Edinburgh who was driven into Perthshire, a 

 distance of upwards of a hundred miles, to a place where 

 she became the mother of a Iamb. Not liking her new 

 quarters, she evidently determined to revisit the old, and set 

 off with that purpose, taking her lamb with her. Arrived at 

 Stirling she found the place alive with the excitement of an 

 annual fair. Not deeming it prudent to increase the excite- 

 ment she rested on the north side of the town throughout 

 the day, where she was noticed by many people, but molested 

 by none. Early the following morning she crossed the town 

 and proceeded on her journey. Arrived at the toll bar of 

 St. Ninians, she was stopped by the toll keeper who supposed 

 her to be a stray sheep. Unable to get through the gate, 

 she turned back, made a circuitous detour and reached her 

 old home after a journey of nine days. Her former owner 

 rewarded her by repurchasing her and allowing her to remain 

 on his farm until her death, which occurred at the mature age 

 of seventeen years. The sense of locality noticed in the cat, 

 the dog, the horse, and other animals is here seen to be 

 characteristic of the sheep. Mr. Kingston tells another story 

 of a ewe who, unable to extricate a lamb which had become 

 entangled in a hedge, made her way through several hedges 

 into a neighbouring field and fetched a ram to its assistance, 

 thus effecting its liberation. Sheep have also been known to 

 seek and secure the assistance of cattle when in difficulty. 

 Bheep and Haydn the composer tells a pretty story of the 



Mupio. power of music over the mountain sheep in the 

 neighbourhood of Lago Maggiore in Lombardy. "Having 

 reached the middle of the ascent by daybreak," he says, "we 

 stopped to contemplate the Borromean Isles, which were 



