54 DOG STORIES 



story of a dog's sagacity, which may be 

 depended upon as absolutely true: 



During the meeting of the British Asso- 

 ciation at Glasgow, a friend of mine had 

 occasion to go one day from that place to 

 Greenock on business. Hearing, on his 

 arrival, that the person he wished to see was 

 out, but expected shortly to return home, he 

 determined to take a stroll about the town, 

 to which he was a stranger. In the course 

 of his walk he turned into a baker's shop 

 and bought a bun. As he stood at the door 

 of the shop eating his bun, a large dog came 

 up to him and begged for a share, which he 

 got, and seemed to enjoy, coming back for 

 piece after piece. " Does the dog belong 

 to you ? " my friend asked of the shop- 

 woman. " No," she answered, " but he 

 spends most of his time here, and begs 

 halfpennies from the people who pass.' 

 " Halfpennies ! What good can they be to 

 him?" "Oh, he knows very well what 

 to do with them; he comes into the shop 

 and buys cakes." 



This seemed rather a remarkable instance 



