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ten. Therefore runaway hunting must be 

 Carlo's and mine. Billy's little dog Jack is 

 also giving trouble by leaving camp every 

 night to visit his neighbors up the mountain 

 at Brown's Flat. He is a common-looking 

 cur of no particular breed, but tremendously 

 enterprising in love and war. He has cut all 

 the ropes and leather straps he has been tied 

 with, until his master in desperation, after 

 climbing the brushy mountain again and 

 again to drag him back, fastened him with a 

 pole attached to his collar under his chin at 

 one end, and to a stout sapling at the other. 

 But the pole gave good leverage, and by con- 

 stant twisting during the night, the fastening 

 at the sapling end was chafed off, and he set 

 out on his usual journey, dragging the pole 

 through the brush, and reached the Indian 

 settlement in safety. His master followed, 

 and making no allowance, gave him a beat- 

 ing, and swore in bad terms that next even- 

 ing he would "fix that infatuated pup" by 

 anchoring him unmercifully to the heavy 



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