FROM THE "SPECTATOR." 89 



{Sept. 15, 1894.] 



THE " True Story of a Dog," in the Spec- 

 tator of September 8th, may be matched, 

 possibly explained, by a similar occurrence. 

 I had bought a Spanish poodle pup of an 

 Irishman who assured me, " Indade, sir, an' 

 the dog knows all my childer do, only he 

 can't talk." He shut doors, opened those 

 with thumb-latches, and rushed upstairs and 

 waked his mistress at words of command. 

 One day we were starting to drive to our 

 former home in the city, six miles distant, 

 but the dog was refused his usual place in 

 the carriage, and shut up in the house. 

 When we arrived, to our astonishment we 

 found him waiting for us on the doorstep ! 

 We could not conceive how he got there, but 

 upon inquiry found that he had got out, gone 

 to the station, in some way entered the train, 

 hid under a seat, and on arrival in the city 

 threaded his way a mile through the streets, 

 and was found quietly awaiting our arrival. 



R. P. S. 



