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celebrated Colonel Thornton, had been in my 

 friend's family many years. This dog died a 

 few months afterwards of dysentery; but the 

 terms of his purchase having been that I was 

 to have a bitch puppy of the same breed, in 

 the spring of 1818 a beautiful little one arrived 

 at my rooms, and commenced our long ac- 

 quaintance by tearing an Herodotus to pieces. 

 Die (so we called her) was a most precocious 

 animal, played all sorts of tricks, was lost, 

 cried, found, and then, spite of all college 

 authorities, domesticated as the faithful com- 

 panion of my every hour. Beautiful, faithful, 

 sagacious, perfect in the field. Die was allowed 

 to be the handsomest and best pointer in the 

 University and its vicinity. There may be some 

 persons living still who remember her and her 

 picture (as painted by one whose real vocation 

 certainly was animal painting). I refused for 

 her what then were fabulous prices ; but no 

 gold would have tempted me to sell poor Die, 

 whom, on my going abroad, I gave to my dear 

 friend, her painter, who loved and valued her 

 equally with myself. With him she passed the 

 remainder of her days, well known both in 

 Staffordshire and Cheshire ; and from a 

 daughter of hers, very like herself and called 

 after her, I bred a litter of puppies by my 



