"And so, amid the laughter gay, 

 Trotted my hero off, — old Tray, — 

 Till somebody, prerogatived 

 With reason, reasoned : ' Why he dived, 

 His brain would show us, I should say. 



" ' John, go and catch — or, if needs be, 



Purchase — that animal for me ! 



By vivisection, at expense 



Of half-an-hour and eighteenpence, 



How brain secretes dog's soul, we'll see ! ' : 



Robert Browning. 



Inscription on a Dog's Tomb -^ ^ -o 



Louis 



Died Sept. 17, 1854 



NO cold philosophy, nor cynic sneer, 

 Checks the unbidden and the honest tear 

 What little difference, and how short the span, 

 Betwixt thy instinct and the mind of man ! 



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