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liked her appearance, and she did not object in the 

 least to my advances. While I was stroking her 

 neck, an under-sized mastiff came up and watched 

 me. He seemed suspicious, but I soon overcame 

 all that. 



1 You seem pleased with the mare,' remarked my 

 host, a striking looking and well-preserved man in 

 the fifties. 



4 1 certainly am,' I replied. 



4 There is a most interesting story connected with 

 the ancestors of both the mare and the dog,' he said, 

 as his eyes lit up with the fires of recollection. 



And so, as we sat over our pleasant lunch, the 

 story as told above was narrated, and was listened 

 to not only by the guests of the family but by a most 

 charming woman and three bright-faced children. 



4 And this attractive little mare is a descendant 

 of the " Sallie " that saved your life ? ' I enquired. 



4 Exactly ; and the dog is a descendant of the one 

 I got in the woods,' my host smilinglv remarked. 



'And Sallie?' I asked. 



4 1 '11 show you her grave if you care to see it. 



