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and faithful dog for fifteen years. I had him when a 

 month old. His mother was a beautiful liver-coloured 

 spaniel, rather large ; his father, a black Newfound- 

 land ; my dog took after him in colour and shape. In 

 1843, a young- and self-taught artist asked me to allow 

 him to paint my likeness in oil colours, and I con- 

 sented. His studio was in the next town, three miles 

 distant, and, as often as required, I went over. I> 

 however, did not take my dog with me. It was done 

 in ' kitcat ' size, and he succeeded so well in the 

 likeness and artistic work, that, when exhibited at 

 the annual meeting of the Polytechnic Society at 

 Falrnouth, a medal was awarded for it ; and, as well, 

 it was highly commended. The artist was so grateful 

 that he presented me with the painting, and I still 

 have it. When it was brought to my house, my old 

 dog was present with the family at the ' unveiling'; 

 nothing was said to him nor invitation given him to 

 notice it. We saw that his gaze was steadily fixed on 

 it, and he soon became excited, and whined, and 

 tried to lick and scratch it, and was so much taken 

 up with it, that we although so well knowing his 

 intelligence were all quite surprised; in fact, could 

 scarcely believe that he should know it was my like 

 ness. We, however, had sufficient proof after it was 

 hung up in our parlour. The room was rather low, 

 and under the picture stood a chair; the door was 

 left open without any thought about the dog ; he, 

 however, soon found it out, when a low whining and 

 scratching was heard by the family, and on search 



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