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not belie his character for courage or intelligence. 

 When we desired it, he went with us, close at his 

 master's heels when we travelled, or sitting quietly in 

 the bow of our canoe, or on our raft, when we floated 

 on the water. When we did not desire his company, 

 we left him at our shantee, placing him as a watch- 

 man over some garment that we would leave in his 

 charge. Where we thus left him, we were sure to 

 find him on our return. He would greet us as we 

 came back, rejoiced to see us, and would say as 

 plainly as a speechless animal could say, that he had 

 been a faithful watcher in our absence. 



"That dog," resumed my guide, " has knowin' ways, 

 and I sometimes imagine that he thinks like a man. 

 That -he has strong memory I know, and that he some- 

 times gets at the meaning of things in a human way, 

 I do believe. Two years ago this summer, my little 

 girl went into the edge of the woods one day, to pick 

 berries. You know our little clearin' is mostly sur- 

 rounded with woods, and on two sides the forest 

 stretches away for fifty miles or more. The time for 

 her return passed away, and she didn't come back. 

 Her mother and me became alarmed ; we went all 

 round the edge of the woods, and called, and called 



