DEVONIAN'S STORY 



story must needs be 

 a short one. In my 

 OA\ii comitry I am 

 caUed " The Bold 

 Dragoon," and as 

 every name either has 

 or ought to have a 

 particular meaning, I 

 am so called in con- 

 sequence of ha^'ing 

 once been in the possession of a certain captain of 

 dragoons who lived in the far West. These are 

 my facts. I was born and bred in a wild part of 

 Devonshire, and when a year old fell into the 

 possession -of a keeper. To state exactly how such 

 a thing happened might sometimes be inconvenient, 

 as in hunting countries a man scarcely dares to con- 

 fess the crime of capturing a fox, for lucre at least. 

 But here the keeper, thinking me remarkable for 



