1 82 AN ENGLISH GAMEKEEPER. 



I had another dog called " Sailor," who was 

 a rum 'un, but as good as he was rough. I 

 remember the time well, though it is a good 

 many years ago, I was in the meadow adjoining 

 the house, feeding some young birds, when one 

 of the footmen came and called me, saying 

 that the Squire wanted to see me at once- Off 

 we went together and met the Squire on the 

 lawn. ''Ah, Wilkins," said he, "I've just 

 come in by train and brought a retriever back 

 with me ; he's one of the most savage dogs I 

 ever had anything to do with, I've got him in a 

 crate now, and he won't let anybody come 

 near him, he flies and snaps at their hands with 

 such a vengeance that we could hardly get 

 him out of the guard's van, and we were at 

 last obliged to roll him out on to the platform, 

 At first they got a clothes prop and put it 

 through the crate, but he seized it in his teeth 

 and held it like a vice. I want you to go 

 down and see what you can do, I thought I 

 was about master of dogs, but I can't master 

 this one. Be careful what you do, Wilkins, 

 and mind vou don't 2;et hurt." 



