56 WITH HOUND AND TERRIER. 



provocation, and the self-restraint — if such a word 

 may be permitted — of a dog under control, was 

 exemplified in my own Sharper. This dog took 

 great likes and dislikes to people and dogs, and 

 never forgave what he considered an insult. At 

 the time of which I am now speaking I had just 

 bought a white terrier that I had named Vixen, 

 who came to me with a high character, and was 

 a very good-looking smooth one. Sharper at first 

 was very civil to her ; but one day when out 

 otter-hunting he was having a tussle with an otter 

 under a stump, when Vixen ran up to his assistance. 

 She was immediately seized by the otter by the 

 nose, and uttering a yelp of dismay she turned and 

 fled, leaving poor Sharper to do battle by himself. 

 This he did gallantly, and dragging the varmint 

 from his holt, rolled with him into the water. He 

 never forgave Vixen for forsaking him, and from 

 that time he would set up his back and growl 

 whenever she came near him. As I was rather of 

 his mind about Vixen, she soon found a home else- 

 where, where her sporting talents were not likely 

 to be called in question. 



Sharper, a handsome white dog with a beautiful 

 black-and-tan head, was bought from Mr Wootton 

 of Nottingham, and was a grandson of the cele- 

 brated Old Foiler, being b}^ Troilus by Old Foiler 

 ex Nectar, by Old Jock ex Grove Nettle, and his 

 dam Twile was by Little Jim ex Wasp. He was 

 a big powerful terrier, weighing 18 lb., and though 

 he was very quarrelsome when he first came to me, 



