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The Indian and his dog, 



c he has lost his little Derick, and all the neigh* 

 bourhood are employed in looking after him in 

 the woods.' It was then three o'clock in the 

 afternoon : ' Sound the horn/ said the Indian, 

 ' and try and call thy master home ; I will find 

 Jhis child.' The horn was sounded ; and as soon 

 as the father returned, the Indian asked him for 

 the shoes and stockings that little Derick had 

 worn last. He then ordered his dog, which h 

 brought with him, to smell them ; and then, tak- 

 ing the house for his centre, he described a circle 

 of a quarter of a mile, semi-diameter; ordering 

 his dog to smell the earth wherever he led him. 

 The circle was not completed, when the sagacious 

 animal began to bark. This sound brought some 

 feeble ray of hope to the disconsolate parents. 

 The dog followed the scent, and barked again ; 

 the party pursued 'him with all their speed, but 

 soon lost sight of him in the woods* Half an 

 hour afterwards they heard him again, and soon, 

 saw him return. The countenance of the poor 

 animal was visibly altered; an air of joy seemed 

 lo animate him, and his gestures indicated that 

 his search had not been in vain. < I am sure he 

 has found the child!' exclaimed the Indian. But 

 whether dead or alive was at present the cruel 

 subject of doubt. The Indian then followed hi* 

 dog, who led him to the foot of a large tree, 

 where lay the child in an enfeebled state, nearly 

 approaching death. He took it tenderly in hi* 

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