DOG LOST. 297 



On the 5tli, we moved up the valley, and 

 encamped in a very cold spot ; but there was 

 abundance of wood, so it did not signify. 

 This night, upon arriving at the tents, we 

 found everything in utter confusion. A 

 young spaniel of mine, which, being lame, 

 always travelled on a man's back in a kilta, 

 attended by my boy Oudea, had made his 

 escape, and hating the Puharries, with whom 

 he had not then formed an acquaintance, had 

 gone off up the mountain-side, with all hands 

 after him in full chase. The more they 

 chased him, the more frightened the poor 

 dog naturally became ; and by the time 

 Oudea and myself came up with his pur- 

 suers, the dog was really lost. It was now 

 dark, and it would have answered no good 

 purpose, to continue the search, so marking a 

 tree, at the spot where he had been last seen, 

 I went down to the camp with a heavy heart, 

 for I was very fond of the dog, and gave him 

 up as lost ; for it is a lucky dog that remains 

 out all night on any of these hills, and 

 escapes the leopards. Next morning, taking 



