TIIK SPANIKL. 



continually advertising for his lost clogs. Later we find him inquiring after " H little l.rin.ll.-.| grey- 

 hound liik-li, having her two hinder feet white;" for " u white-haired 8|>aniel, mnooth-cmti-d, will, 

 large red or yellowish spots," and for "a black mastiff dog, with cropped ear* an. I .-m tail." And 

 when royalty had done, his Highness Prince Rupert, or Buckingham, or "my Lord AllM-nuirl.-,'' 

 resorted to the "London Gazette," to make known their canine losses. Of the <|imliti.-M nt tin- spunii-l 

 the following facts will prove illustrative : 



In 1838, a person named Alloway lost a spaniel, which went by the name nf " Kan," from his 

 shop in London, a few months before, when, seeing it pass with a man who wan a dog-fancier, In- 

 seized the dog, and insisted on keeping it as his own property. The dog-fancier, on tin- other hand, 

 asserted that he should not ; and the matter was, at length, referred to the Lord Mayor. 



Several witnesses were now examined on each side, and his lordship was inclined (.. think that 

 Alloway was the rightful owner; but, as he affirmed that the dog was given him by a gcntli-man. 

 named Newsom, a messenger was dispatched to request his attendance. On hisarriviil, though tlielwck 

 of the dog was towards him, he told the Lord Mayor he had no doubt whatever that it was Alloway's dog; 

 and, describing particularly the marks on its face, breast, and feet, the chief magistrate was fully 

 satisfied that Mr. Newsom's judgment was correct. Meanwhile, the dog-fancier was fondling Fan, who 

 turned, as before, to him and Alloway, as if anxious to conciliate both. On the l.onl Mayor suggesting 

 that the dog would, perhaps, recognise Mr. Newsom, he replied that he thought it unlikely, an n\\e was 

 so young when he gave her to Alloway ; " besides," said he, " her name is changed ; I used to call her 

 Primrose." Instantly the little creature left the dog-fancier, sprang towards Mr. Newsom, flung her 

 paws around his neck, licked his face, and was full of joy ; and was immediately restored to her owner, 

 Alloway. 



Cowper tells us of his walking, with his spaniel, in the shady noon : 



' It was the time when Ouse displayed 



Her lilies newly blown ; 

 Their beauties I intent surveyed, 

 And one I wished my own. 



With cane extended far, I sought 



To steer it close to land ; 

 But still the prize, though nearly caught, 



Escap'd my eager hand. 



Beau mark'd my unsuccessful pains 



With fixed, considerate face, 

 And puzzling, set his puppy brains 



To comprehend the case. 



But with a chirrup clear and strong, 



Dispersing all his dream, 

 I thence withdrew, and followed long 



The windings of the stream. 



My ramble ended, I return'd; 



Beau trotting far before', 

 The floating wredth again discern'd, 



And plunging, left the shore. 



I saw him with that lily croppM, 



Impatient swim to meet 

 My quick approach, and soon he dropp'd 



The treasure at my feet. 



Charm'd with the sight, the world, I cried, 



Shall hear of this thy deed; 

 My dog shall mortify the pride 



Of man's superior breed. 



But chief, myself, I will enjoin, 



Awake at Duty's call, 

 To show a love as prompt as thine, 



To HIM who gives me all." 



Dr. Edward Walsh had a spaniel, named Quail, very remarkable for fetching whatever she WM 

 sent for. She soon improved in this power, by finding whatever was dropped, and conveying it to 

 some of the family. Many a pocket-handkerchief was saved in this way, for which they never thought 

 of sending Quail. An old servant was fond of snuff, which she was not able to fetch for herself, and, 

 as the servant boy was not always willing, he taught the spaniel to be his substitute ; when, therefore, 

 the box was empty, he put a halfpenny into it, and gave it to Quail, who forthwith carried it in her 

 mouth to the snuff-shop, then rose with her fore legs to the counter, rattled the halfpenny, and 

 receiving the replenished box from the shopman, who perfectly understood the appeal of his customer, 

 carried it safely home. 



The young rogue, however, used Quail's power for a bad purpose, and seriously compromised his 

 otherwise respectable and praiseworthy character. One day he took up an orange at a stall, and asked 

 the price of it ; but, saying it was too dear, the old woman snatched it out of his hand, and bade him 

 go home. This was observed by Quail, who, on the boy's return, immediately ran back, snapped up 

 the orange, and bore it to her teacher in triumph. The boy now laid other stalls under contribution, 

 and many a severe blow did poor Quail receive for doing as she was bid. At length, however, she 



