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some one kick the football for him. For an hour 

 at a time he will chase it and try to get hold of 

 it, giving an occasional eager, happy bark. He 

 has good eyes, and these, with his willingness to 

 be of service, have occasionally made him useful 

 to me in finding articles which I, or some one 

 else, had forgotten or lost on the trail. Generally 

 it is difficult to make him understand just what 

 has been lost or where he is to look for it, but 

 when once he understands, he keeps up the search, 

 sometimes for hours if he does not find the article 

 before. He is always faithful in guarding any 

 object that I ask him to take care of. I have but 

 to throw down a coat and point at it, and he will 

 at once lie down near by, there to remain until I 

 come to dismiss him. He will allow no one else 

 to touch it. His attitude never fails to convey the 

 impression that he would die in defense of the 

 thing intrusted to him, but desert it or give it 

 up, never! 



One February day I took Scotch and started 

 up Long's Peak, hoping to gain its wintry sum- 

 mit. Scotch easily followed in my snowshoe- 

 tracks. At an altitude of thirteen thousand feet 



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