GROUP OF MR A. G. COWLEY'S SCOTTISH TERRIERS, 

 WITH THREE WHITE WEST HIGHLANDERS. 



CHAPTER XL. 



THE SCOTTISH TERRIER. 



BY WALTER S. GLYNN. 



" Losh ! Bogie man, hand off your han' ; 



Nor thrash me black and blue. 

 Frae fools and foes I seek nae praise, 

 But frien's should aye be true. 



" Nae silky-haired admirer I 



0' Bradford Toys, Strathbogie ; 

 Sich thoughts, I'm sure cam' in your head, 

 While dribblin' o'er the cogie. 



" I ken the Terrier o' the North, 



I ken the towsy tyke 

 Ye' II search frae Tweed to Sussex' shore, 

 But never find his like. 



" For pluck and pith and jaws and teeth, 



And hair like heather cowes, 

 Wi' body lang and low and strung, 

 At hame in cairns or knowes. 



" He'll face a foumart, draw a brock, 

 Kill rats and whitteritts by the score, 



above lines are an excellent de- 

 scription of the Scottish Terrier. 

 They appear over the name of Dr. 

 Gordon Stables in The Live Stock Journal 



He'll bang tod-lowrie frae his hole, 

 Or slay him at his door. 



" He'll range for days and ne'er be tired, 



O'er mountain, moor, and fell ; 

 Fair play, I'll back the brave wee chap 

 To fecht the de'il himsel'. 



"And yet beneath his nigged coat 

 A heart beats warm and true. 

 He'll help to herd the sheep and kye, 

 And mind the lammies too. 



" Then see him at the ingle side, 



Wi' bairnies roond him laughin'. 

 Was ever dog sae pleased as he, 

 Sae fond o' fun and daffin' ? 



" But gie's your hand, Strathbogie man ! 



Guid faith ! we mamma sever. 

 Then ' Here's to Scotia's best o' dogs, 

 Our towsy tyke for ever 1 ' ' 



of January 3ist, 1879. At about this time 

 a somewhat 'fierce and certainly most amus- 

 ing controversy was going on as to whether 

 or not there was such a thing as a pure- 



