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hi" late master, made arrangements amongst themselves 

 to supply him with his daily food : and as the season 

 advanced, and the weather became extremely cold in 

 this northern climate, a subscription was made to build 

 him a comfortable dog-house, which was placed on one 

 side of the grave of the late captain of the vessel. 

 There was one very singular feature in the character of 

 the affectionate Neptune: whenever a person was brought 

 to the churchyard to be buried, the dog always went to 

 the grave, looking earnestly into it ; in his doing that 

 we must conclude that he had a strong impression on his 

 mind that he should once more behold his beloved 

 master." 



I have in my possession, at this time, a beautiful 

 white Spitz hound or Pomeranian dog. His head in 

 shape is like that of a fox, with large dark sparkling eyes, 

 which express fully every passion that he feels at the 

 time; his symmetry is perfect, and he carries his bushy 

 tail exactly in the same Vv'ay as a squirrel. INIalbrook, 

 for that is his name, has an unbounded affection for me. 

 and always knows my knock at the door, and expresses 

 his joy by constant barking until I come into the room ; 

 and even when I go out of the dining-room for a short 

 time, not taking him with me, he makes a whining 

 melanclioly noise : he is my constant companion when 

 at home by day and night, and when he perceives that 

 I am going out walking he is my attendant. His joy 

 knows no bounds, which is expressed in rather a dis- 

 agreeable way, by unceasing barking and jumping upon 

 me. If Mrs. H. should even point her finger at me, 

 he instantly growls, and it would be a service of danger 

 on these occasions even to touch me, for he would 

 certainly bite her or any other person who took this 



