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where, whether riding or driving ; but this 

 year, thinking the journey to town (sixteen 

 miles) and back too much for him, I had left 

 him at the ranch when going to town. Last 

 Saturday I was driving to town, the dog 

 started to follow, and as the boy was going 

 to send him back, I said, " Oh ! never mind; 

 let him come," and he came with us. Now 

 the whole mystery is explained. On our 

 return, the dog quite resumed his old habits. 

 The change was extraordinary. He comes 

 into my room and stays there as a matter 

 of course ; he greets me every morning on 

 coming downstairs ; he jumps round in the 

 old joyous fashion when I go out in fact, is 

 himself again. Evidently the trip to town 

 was one of his most cherished privileges, and 

 he took his own way to show that he had no 

 use for a master who deprived him of it. 



L. C. H. 



