CHARACTER OF THE DOG. 15 



discussion; we only, as historians, faithfully 

 chronicle the fact, that, with head and tail erect, 

 deviating not a hair's breadth from his route, 

 Tim sturdily stuck at the Dutchman's heels. 



The two tyrants bristled their spines, erected 

 their cropt ears, and waited for the moment to 

 pounce upon him. The baker stopped at a cus- 

 tomer's door, delivered his bread, and passed on; 

 Tim followed; Flame glanced at Smoke, and, as 

 was the rule of warfare observed by the bellige- 

 rents, the latter advanced to commence the on- 

 slaught, nothing doubting of an easy victory. 



But the instant that he came sufficiently near, 

 Tim, the late meek and gentle disciple of endu- 

 rance, savagely seized him by the back, and lift- 

 ing him clear from the ground, shook him in a 

 manner which, however delightful to the doctor, 

 must have been as disagreeable as unexpected to 

 him. 



11 Served him exactly right," said the sugar 

 refiner, gruffly, while the doctor cried encore ; 

 and a quick eye, accustomed to read the physi- 

 ognomies of quadrupeds, might have noticed 

 something of unpleasant surprise in the looks of 

 the chief tyrant. Nevertheless, quickly descend- 

 ing from his post of observation, he boldly ad- 

 vanced to the rescue of his comrade, who was no 



