II. A GALLERY OF FRIENDS 



!% AS I look back through the long avenue 

 of memory I can see many shapes of dogs 

 sporting in and out of the trees or pacing 

 soberly enough by my side, a joyous and faith- 

 ful company such as any dog-lover, I believe, 

 can summon to his mind when the mood is on 

 him. That, indeed, is one of the few com- 

 pensations we have for the shortness of the 

 lives of dogs. They become consecrated in 

 memory and glorified in thought, living con- 

 stantly in the hearts of the masters for whom 

 they would gladly have given even the short 

 term of life permitted by the fates. How 

 they revelled and frolicked and spent them- 

 selves in our service, rejoicing in life because 

 it gave them our society. And now 



Hi motus animorum atque haec certamina 

 tanta pulveris exigui jactu compressa qui- 

 escunt. 



% Let me record here as briefly as may be 

 some of the deeds and qualities of these dogs 

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