FROM THE "SPECTATOR" 181 



floor, where the ceiling of a small room had 

 fallen in. He then retired to his mat, having 

 done his duty. He also showed his sagacity 

 in going to the daughter's room the one 

 most capable of seeing to matters. Hoping, 

 as a dog-lover, that this may interest all such, 

 and help to prove that dogs think and reason 

 more than some human beings also to show 

 that we often inferior beings have no right to 

 presuppose that the superior animals have no 

 souls. 



K. CLARKE. 



A TRUE WATCH-DOG. 



[Aug. 5, 1893.] 



THE "dog" letter in the Spectator of July 

 1 5th is wonderfully like my experience, some 

 years ago, with my little red Blenheim, Frisk. 

 She always slept in a basket, close to the 

 hall door. One night she dashed up the 

 stairs, loudly barking, ran first to my eldest 

 sister's room, then through a swing-door to 

 another sister's room, barking outside each 

 door, then upstairs again to my room at the 

 top of the house, where she remained barking 



