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Wallace. The man had been " wanted" by the police 

 for a long time, but they had never been able to get 

 him, and there were great rejoicings at his capture. 

 Whenever I went out by day Wallace always 

 followed me, but at night, or in the dusk, kept 

 close to my side, with his head almost touching 

 my leg. If he saw anyone coming towards me 

 that he thought suspicious he would go on in front, 

 and turning with them as they came up follow 

 them by me, and in the same manner if anyone 

 was overtaking me, he dropped back, and then 

 followed them until they had quite passed. He 

 did one other very clever thing whilst he was 

 with me in the north. One morning I had been 

 to the club to look at the papers, etc., and on my 

 return home found that I had lost one of my 

 gloves. More for the sake of experiment than 

 really thinking the dog would ever find the missing 

 glove, I took off the other, and holding it to him, 

 made a motion like throwing it away, saying, at 

 the same time, " lost, Wallace, go seek." The dog 

 at once started off, and was away for some time — 

 in fact, so long, that becoming uneasy, I started off 

 towards the club. I had gone but a very little 

 way when I saw Wallace coming along, and to my 

 great surprise, with the missing glove in his mouth. 

 A policeman was following him at a respectful 



