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other. After this, of course, I always used her 

 for retrieving, and scarcely ever lost a wounded 

 head of game. She could bring partridges and 

 pheasants in open ground, but if they fell in thick 

 cover, or if I sent her after a wounded hare, she 

 could not bring them back, but used to make 

 a short, sharp bark to let me know she had 

 found them. Poor little thing, she met, I fear, the 

 fate of too many pets. We went from home 

 leaving strict injunctions that every care should be 

 taken of her ; but, unfortunately, she sickened and 

 died, I fear, of neglect. 



And now I must tell a most wonderful piece 

 of kindness and compassion on the part of another 

 dog. At the time Fanny and her brothers and 

 sisters were born, I had a fine black and white 

 pointer dog. When Fanny and the rest were a few 

 weeks old, their mother died, and they had to be 

 brought up by hand, and though every care was 

 taken of them, and they had warm sheepskin rugs 

 on their bench, they seemed very miserable and 

 were always crying. Whenever I went round 

 their kennel I usually found this pointer dog 

 sitting there looking at them through the palings, 

 and I said one day to the keeper, " I suppose Don 

 would like to kill them all for making such a 

 noise." " Oh no, sir," said the man ; " he pities 



