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were running all round him, and from that time I 

 had no further trouble with him. He found his 

 natural enemies, rabbits and rats, more to his taste 

 than the forbidden sheep. I do not believe, indeed, 

 that terriers will ever look at sheep if they are 

 entered early and given plenty to do, idleness 

 beinof at the root of the evil. Out of the number 

 of terriers I have had I have never had either a 

 sheep-runner or a poultry-killer, and my old Eng- 

 lish game fowls have the run of the yard and the 

 dogs are constantly with them. 



Poor Frosty came to a sad end. I gave him to 

 Sir Godfrey Lagden, who was at the time Govern- 

 ment Secretary in Basutoland, and who had taken 

 a great fancy to him. When Sir Godfrey was 

 leaving Southampton, taking the terrier with him, 

 Frosty managed to slip his collar as he was being 

 taken on board, and made off. His master there- 

 fore had to sail without him ; but he left orders 

 that the dog was to be sent on by the next ship, 

 and Frosty having been recovered, this was done, 

 and he was landed safely at Cape Town. Then he 

 was forwarded by rail as far as the line went 

 towards his new home, but the last eighty miles 

 of the journey had to be done in the mail-cart. 

 On the way a violent thunderstorm came on, and 

 the horses getting frightened became unmanage- 

 able and started off at full gallop. Poor Frosty 

 was swung from his place and hung out suspended 

 by his collar, when he was attacked by two huge 

 boarhounds belonofinf: to a man who had come to 



