Wully 



far better equipped for the real struggle of life 

 than any of his 'thoroughbred' kinsmen. 



If we were to abandon a yaller dog, a grey- 

 hound, and a bulldog on a desert island, which 

 of them after six months would be alive and 

 well? Unquestionably it would be the de- 

 spised yellow cur. He has not the speed of 

 the greyhound, but neither does he bear the 

 seeds of lung and skin diseases. He has not 

 the strength or reckless courage of the bulldog, 

 but he has something a thousand times better, 

 he has common sense. Health and wit are no 

 mean equipment for the life struggle, and when 

 the dog-world is not ' managed ' by man, they 

 have never yet failed to bring out the yellow 

 mongrel as the sole and triumphant survivor. 



Once in a while the reversion to the jackal 

 type is more complete, and the yaller dog has 

 pricked and pointed ears. Beware of him then. 

 He is cunning and plucky and can bite like a 

 wolf. There is a strange, wild streak in his 

 nature too, that under cruelty or long adversity 

 may develop into deadliest treachery in spite 

 of the better traits that are the foundation of 

 man's love for the dog. 



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