FROM THE " SPECTA TOR.* 231 



officer newly come from Nipon remarked to 

 me lately, with much fervour, " Thank God ! 

 a fellow isn't obliged to learn their lingo." 

 Wow has made himself at home and happy 

 in his Northern residence with all the 

 courtesy and suavity of a true Japanese, and 

 has attached himself to his master with 

 apparent resignation to the absence of pigtail 

 and petticoat, articles of attire replaced in 

 this case by the wig and gown of a Q.C. 

 About this attachment there is, however, 

 none of the exclusiveness which characterises 

 the insular dog. Wow is a politician, or at 

 least a diplomatist, and he desires to main- 

 tain friendly relations, with profitable results 

 to himself, with everybody. He succeeds in 

 doing so to an extraordinary extent, of which 

 fact his master lately discovered evidence. 

 Very strict orders, including the absolute 

 prohibition of bones, had been issued with 

 regard to Wow's diet The ideas of a 

 country in which little dogs eat, but are not 

 eaten, require liberality in his opinion, and 

 Wow made up his mind he would have his 

 bones without incurring the penalties of dis- 



