I suppose his bravery and watchful spirit may 

 be instinct inherited from his famous forbears 

 who lived so long and so cheerfully on Scotland's 

 heaths and moors. But, with all due respect for 

 inherited qualities, he also has a brain that does 

 a little thinking and meets emergencies promptly 

 and ably. 



He took serious objection to the coyotes which 

 howled, serenaded, and made merry in the edge 

 of the meadow about a quarter of a mile from 

 my cabin. Just back of their howling-ground 

 was a thick forest of pines, in which were scores 

 of broken rocky crags. Into the tangled forest 

 the coyotes always retreated when Scotch gave 

 chase, and into this retreat he dared not pursue 

 them. So long as the coyotes sunned themselves, 

 kept quiet, and played, Scotch simply watched 

 them contentedly from afar ; but the instant they 

 began to howl and yelp, he at once raced over 

 and chased them into the woods. They often 

 yelped and taunted him from their safe retreat, 

 but Scotch always took pains to lie down on the 

 edge of the open and remain there until they 

 became quiet or went away. 



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