Chink : The Development of a Pup 



valley. Of course he went about it in his own 



original way, doing everything wrong end first, 



as usual. This, his master said, was due to a 



streak of Irish in his make-up. So Chink would 



begin a most elaborate stalk a quarter of a mile 



from the Gopher. After crawling on his breast 



from tussock to tussock for a hundred yards or 



so, the nervous strain became too great, and 



Chink, getting too much excited to crawl, would 



rise on his feet and walk straight toward the 



Gopher, which would now be sitting up by its 

 hole, fully alive to the situation. 



After a minute or two of this very open ap- 

 proach, Chink's excitement would overpower 

 all caution. He would begin running, and at 

 the last, just as he should have done his finest 

 stalking, he would go bounding and barking 

 toward the Gopher, which would sit like a peg 

 of wood till the proper moment, then dive below 

 with a derisive chirrup, throwing with its hind 

 feet a lot of sand right into Chink's eager, open 

 mouth. £ £ 



Day after day this went on with level same- 

 ness, and still Chink did not give up. Per- 

 severance, he seemed to believe, must surely v/ \ 



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