THE EARTH'S BOUNTY 



He was just dog, his mother being mainly 

 Irish setter, and his father Scotch collie, but he 

 was intelligent, and developed into the head 

 herdsman of the farm. We only had him a few 

 weeks when Jack joined the family. 



One evening there was a heavy thunderstorm 

 that made going to bed a useless proceeding, so 

 I sat reading in the living-room, though it 

 was quite late, when suddenly a huge black 

 object dashed through the open window, 

 cleared the table at a bound, and positively 

 hurled itself across my knee. 



Truly, I do not think I ever experienced such 

 a horrible, uncanny fright, but instinct cau- 

 tioned ine to keep quiet and speak soothingly, 

 though I don't think I realized for a few sec- 

 onds that it was just a dog, and even when I 

 did, his violent entrance and condition were not 

 reassuring. 



He continued to moan and crouch just 

 where he had first landed, with his head 

 buried in my knee, for what seemed an age, 

 but as his paroxysm of terror subsided I man- 



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