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dog was the devil incarnate. The necessity 

 of discipline on the one hand, and of occu- 

 pation on the other, induced me one day to 

 enter a saddler's shop, situated in a straight 

 street about half a mile from our house, and 

 buy a whip. Shortly after my return home 

 he committed some act of petty larceny, so I 

 gave him a beating with the whip he had 

 carried home. Going for a walk next day 

 the dog, as usual, accompanied me, and was 

 entrusted with the whip to carry. Directly 

 we got outside the door he started oft at his 

 best pace straight down the street, paying 

 no attention whatever to my repeated calls. 

 He entered the saddler's shop and deposited 

 the whip on the floor. When I arrived the 

 saddler showed me the whip lying exactly 

 where the dog had deposited it." 



HENRY H. MAXWELL. 



A RUSE" DOG. 



{March 21, 1885.] 



A STORY which came to my knowledge a few 

 months ago may be of interest in connection 



