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the biscuit in pieces, and gave it to the dog 

 from m,y hand; then I found an old basin that 

 chanced to be about the camp and fixed the dog 

 a good supper. 



After the dog had finished his supper I went 

 to the coat in the corner, spoke gently to Pont, 

 patted the coat, and told him to lay down on the 

 coat. That was the end of that, Pont knew his 

 place and took it without any further rouble. 



The next morning when we were about 

 ready to start out on the trap line I asked Pard 

 what he intended to do with Pont. He said that 

 he would tie him to a tree that stood against 

 the shanty close to the door. We were going to 

 take different lines of traps. I said, ''What is 

 the harm of Pout's going with me?'' ''All right, 

 if you want him, I don't want any dog with me." 

 I said, "Am, (that was Pard's given name, for 

 short) I don't believe the dog wants to go with 

 you any more than you want him to. Am's 

 reply was that he guessed he would go all right 

 if he wanted him. I said. Am, just for shucks, 

 say nothing to the dog and see which one he will 

 follow. So we stepped outside the shack and 

 the dog stood close to me. 



I said, "Go on Am, and we will see who the 

 dog will follow.'^ He started off and the dog 

 only looked at him. Am stopped and told the 

 dog to come on. The dog got around behind me. 



