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the scales at 26 lb., and I now have him stuffed 

 in a glass case. 



Redcap was indeed one of the hardest and 

 gamest of terriers I have ever known, and except 

 for an occasional growl, he was a silent and deadly 

 worker undero-round. There was no drain too 

 long for him, no earth too deep, — get to the end he 

 would, and woe betide the inmate when he got up 

 to him. He would close instantly, without hesita- 

 tion, yelping, or snapping, and he thus took his foe 

 at a disadvantage, nor would he ever lose his hold. 

 His homing instincts were wonderful. He was 

 once borrowed by Press, and taken by him in a 

 dogcart to Creech Hill, some sixteen miles away, 

 where he was put into a drain that was said to 

 be nearly a mile long, and through which no terrier 

 had been known to go. The instant Redcap was 

 released in he went. It was not long before a 

 brace of foxes bolted, closely followed by the dog, 

 and, to Press's great dismay, he saw no more of 

 the latter. I was not a little astonished the next 

 morning, when I went to the kennels, to see Red- 

 cap march out of his box in the orchard, very stiif 

 and dirty, and with marks of the fray about him. 

 Not lonof afterwards Press arrived to tell me of his 

 loss, and knowing that I should be distressed, the 

 poor man was very much concerned. As he was 

 sitting: on his horse at the bottom of the kennel 

 steps, sadly telling his history, Redcap suddenly 

 looked at him out of his box, and I shall never 

 forget the change in Press's face as he saw him. 



