Bingo 



ceased, and to this day there is no county big 

 enough to hold the rival factions which were 

 called at once into existence and to arms by 

 Curley's dying yell. 



It was months before Bingo really recovered 

 from the poison. We believed indeed that he 

 never again would be the sturdy old-time Bingo. 

 But when the spring came he began to gain 

 strength, and bettering as the grass grew, he 

 was within a few weeks once more in full health 

 and vigor to be a pride to his friends and a 

 nuisance to his neighbors. 



VII 



Changes took me far away from Manitoba, 

 and on my return, in 1886 Bingo was still a 

 member of Wright's household. I thought he 

 would have forgotten me after two years ab- 

 sence, but not so. One day early in the winter, 

 after having been lost for forty-eight hours, he 

 crawled home to Wright's with a wolf-trap and 

 a heavy log fast to one foot, and the foot frozen 

 to stony hardness. No one had been able to 

 approach to help him, he was so savage, when I, 



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