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many drunken (and too many presumably sober) men 

 do, sought to vent his anger on something defence- 

 less. He seized the broom and struck the mare a 

 brutal blow on the quarters. Jack was quietly sleep- 

 ing at the other end of the stable when the blow 

 was struck, but he instantly awoke, and started up 

 in surprise. Again the broom was raised, and, that 

 the blow might be effective, was carried far back- 

 ward ; but it did not descend upon the horse. The 

 animal that would not see his friend abused seized 

 the broom in his mouth from behind, wrenched it 

 from the hands of the groom, and stood glaring and 

 growling before him. The suddenness and firmness 

 of the act sobered and cowed the man, and he slunk 

 away, leaving the two friends masters of the 'field 

 and open to mutual congratulations. 



There came a time when the little Scotch terrier 

 became the mother of some smaller terriers. It was 

 amusing to see how Jack regarded them, and still 

 more amusing to see how indulgent he was to them. 

 No matter how much they insisted on playing with 

 him, he never refused their whims. I have seen 

 them sink their little teeth into his ears, and bite 



