236 GOOD DOGS. 



on trail. On scent, no jungle, however thick, or 

 rocks, however steep, could check their course ; 

 no stream, however rapid, could discourage 

 them ; they would enter without splashing, cross 

 and double about from bank to bank, until they 

 recovered the scent, and when they came up 

 with their quarry, would keep him at bay until 

 I had time to get up. With a good horse, a 

 good dog, and a good gun, there are lands where 

 a man who knows how to use them may live in 

 luxury, without ever feeling the depressing effects 

 of that baneful disease, " impecuniosity." 



