Wully 



malignant eyes, and licking his muzzle in a sug- 

 gestive manner. All this I saw, but no more, 

 and might have forgotten it, or thought myself 

 mistaken, but the next morning, in that very 

 fold, were found the bodies of twenty-three 

 lambs and sheep, and the unmistakable signs 

 that brought home the crime to the well-known 



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marauder. 



There was only one man who escaped, and 

 that was Dorley. This was the more remarka- 

 ble because he lived in the centre of the region 

 raided, and within one mile of the Devil's Hole. 

 Faithful Wully proved himself worth all the 

 dogs in the neighborhood. Night after night 

 he brought in the sheep, and never one was 

 missing. The Mad Fox might prowl about the 

 Dorley homestead if he wished, but Wully, 

 shrewd, brave, active Wully was more than a 

 match for him, and not only saved his master's 

 flock, but himself escaped with a whole skin. 

 Everyone entertained a profound respect fo; 

 him, and he might have been a popular pet but 

 for his temper which, never genial, became 

 more and more crabbed. He seemed to like 

 Dorley, and Huldah, Dorley's eldest daughter, 



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