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words about some pets that were on my farm for years, 

 but which cannot be considered as necessarily belonging 

 to a farm. I refer to three dogs, as perfect specimens 

 of their respective breeds as are usually seen, viz : A 

 large and exceedingly graceful English greyhound, named 

 "Chingachcook," a direct descendent of the famous 

 greyhound, "Master McGrath," which was knighted by 

 Her Majesty the Queen of England, and two little ter- 

 riers, one a " Scotch," the other a " Skye." These three 

 dogs were great favorites, and accompanied my family 

 and our visitors in their walks and drives. The swift- 

 ness of the hound was wonderful, as were some of his 

 leaps. It was a comical sight to see the little Skye, with 

 his very long body and very short legs, rolled almost into a 

 ball, in his frantic endeavors to keep pace with the hound, 

 who was conscious of his powers, and took evident de- 

 light in racing with his diminutive, but decidedly ambi- 

 tious companion. The Skye felt in duty bound to give 

 chase to all intruding animals, regardless of their size or 

 strength, and often paid dearly for his folly. On more 

 than one occasion he was seen to pursue a fox, but never 

 to overtake it. Not so, however, the hound. He could 

 soon outrun Reynard, but would not attack him. Once 

 he and a fox that he had overtaken, played together for 

 several minutes, when the cunning of the creature de- 

 tected that a fox-hound was after it, and off it dashed 

 into the woods, leaving Chingachcook without even a 

 parting salutation. The Scotch terrior was happiest 

 when tormenting cats, and would make for them when- 

 ever he saw them. But once, that I know of, was he 

 mastered by one. The cat, driven to extremities, sprang 



