FROM THE "SPECTATOR." 269 



JOE AND THE TENNIS TOUR- 

 NAMENT 



[Dec. 14, 1895.] 



MAY I add my testimony to the intelligence 

 of dogs in the matter of understanding what 

 is said in their hearing ? Several years ago 

 I had a beloved mongrel fox-terrier named 

 Joe. We were staying some months at 

 Penzance, and the dog went everywhere 

 with us, and knew the place well. One day 

 we were, as usual in the afternoon, on the 

 club tennis ground, when the secretary came 

 up and warned me that on the following day, 

 as there was to be a tournament, no dogs 

 would be admitted to the enclosure. I 

 promised to shut Joe up at home. That 

 evening we missed the dog, and in the 

 morning also he was not to be seen. When 

 we went to look on at the tournament in the 

 afternoon, we found Joe waiting for us ; 

 the groundman told us that the dog had 

 been there all night, and would not allow 

 himself to be caught. He had never slept 

 out before, and he certainly must have 



