Good Hunting 



The presence of a dog always resulted in 

 immediate flight, first to the roof, and 

 then to the chimney; and when it came 

 inside the cabin it was fond of jumping on 

 a big wooden shelf above the fireplace, 

 which served as a mantel-piece. 



If teased it was decidedly truculent; 

 but its tameness and confidence, and the 

 quickness with which it recognized any 

 friend, made it a great favorite, not only 

 with the prospector, but with his few 

 neighbors. However, the little thing did 

 not live very long. Whether it was the 

 change of climate or something wrong 

 with its food, when, the hot weather came 

 on it pined gradually away, and one 

 morning it was found dead, lying on its 

 beloved roof-tree. The prospector had 

 grown so fond of it that, as he told me, 

 he gave it a burial "just as if it were a 

 Christian. " 



