3 carried little Scotch all day long in my over- 

 coat pocket as I rode through the mountains 

 on the way to my cabin. His cheerful, cunning 

 face, his good behavior, and the clever way in 

 which he poked his head out of my pocket, licked 

 my hand, and looked at the scenery, completely 

 won my heart before I had ridden an hour. That 

 night he showed so strikingly the strong, faith- 

 ful characteristics for which collies are noted that 

 I resolved never to part with him. Since then 

 we have had great years together. We have been 

 hungry and happy together, and together we 

 have played by the cabin, faced danger in the 

 wilds, slept peacefully among the flowers, fol- 

 lowed the trails by starlight, and cuddled down 

 in winter's drifting snow. 



On my way home through the mountains with 

 puppy Scotch, I stopped for a night near a de- 

 serted ranch-house and shut him up in a small 

 abandoned cabin. He at once objected and set 

 up a terrible barking and howling, gnawing 



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