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at a close though respectful distance ; their size 

 appeared at least equal to any of our largest breeds. 

 The colour of those I saw was entirely black, their 

 coats were of the heaviest description, while the 

 neck and chest were covered by a huge ruff of 

 hair. Their deeply lined faces, fierce sunken eyes, 

 and massive jaws gave the impression of dogs 

 that wouldn't appreciate a jest. The bushy tail 

 is curled over the back. To add to their natural 

 advantages, they were armed with broad metal 

 collars, furnished with a double row of spikes. 

 The natives generally had a pair with the flocks, 

 and said that the latter were then safe from the 

 attacks of even leopard or bear. I was anxious 

 to secure a good specimen of this breed, but, as 

 far as I could find out, they are only bred in the 

 monasteries of Tibet, and they never part with 

 a bitch, and rarely let a dog out of the country. 

 I did eventually secure a dog pup, and on my 

 return to Mussoorie left him with the Meerut 

 fox-hounds to return to the plains with them at 

 the end of the hot weather. By then he was 

 already very large, and according to the kennel 

 huntsman, who I fancy was not sorry to be rid 

 of him, could pick up and shake any hound in 

 the pack. He refused to recognize me again at 

 first, and was a terror to my native servants, so 

 the first night I gave him a rug and tied him up 

 at the door of my bedroom. Eeturning somewhat 



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