82 DOGS I HAVE KNOWN 



only thing we could do was to try and duck him 

 by means of the pnnt pole, but directly he came 

 up again he attacked the boat afresh, so that my 

 friend thought the best thing to do was to shoot 

 him, which accordingly was done. I shall never 

 forget the expression of ferocity in the dog's face 

 or the mad way in which he tore at the sides of the 

 boat and the punt pole. 



The do" I am now about to mention was, I con- 

 sicler, an instance of the action of over-instruction 

 working on naturally weak powers. When out 

 shooting at the Cape, in the Swehamsdam district, 

 something in the bush attracted my notice, and on 

 riding up I found it was a pointer in the last stage 

 of starvation. Pitying the poor deserted animal, I 

 told one of my attendants to take it up and bring it 

 to the waggon, which he did, and after forcing some 

 broth down its throat, the dog seemed to revive, and 

 with care it ultimately recovered, and turned out a 

 very handsome animal. When it had got up its 

 strength again, I took it out to try it. The dog 

 ranged fairly and soon got on the scent of game, as 

 I imagined. Seeing him drawing on very fast, 

 I though he had got a Korhoram in front of him, 

 and as these birds run tremendously, I made a circle 

 to head the supposed game ; but on looking back at 

 the dog, saw he was standing dead at a small bush. 



