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to go out and enjoy the storm on some wind- 

 swept crags. Scotch was missing and I called 

 him, but he did not appear, so I went alone. 

 After being tossed by the wind for more than an 

 hour, I returned to the cabin, but Scotch was 

 still away. This had never occurred before, so I 

 concluded not to go to bed until he returned. He 

 came home after daylight, and was accompanied 

 by another dog, a collie, which belonged to 

 a rancher who lived about fifteen miles away. I 

 remembered to have seen this dog at the post- 

 office the day before. My first thought was to 

 send the dog home, but I finally concluded to 

 allow him to remain, to see what would come of 

 his presence, for it was apparent that Scotch had 

 gone for him. He appropriated Scotch's bed in 

 the tub, to the evident satisfaction of Scotch. 

 During the morning the two played together in 

 the happiest possible manner for more than an 

 hour. At noon I fed them together. 



In the afternoon, while I was writing, I heard 

 the varied voices of the coyote pack, and went 

 out with my glass to watch proceedings, wonder- 

 ing how the visiting collie would play his part. 



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