Dogs. 



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and at our festivals, and they mourn for us in the hour of 

 that separation which religion and science agree to consider 

 eternal. We, too, mourn for them, when they leave us, and 

 pass from the fulness of life into the abyss of nothing- 

 ness. There may be human relatives for whom you will 

 wear funeral hatbands, for whom you will blacken the 



The Shepherd's Chief Mourner. 



Pen drawing by E. H. Saunders, after Sir Edward Landseer. 



borders of envelopes and cards, and who, nevertheless, 

 will not be regretted with that genuine sorrow that the 

 death of a dog will bring. Many a tear is shed every year 

 in England for the loss of these humble friends, and many 

 a heart has been relieved by the welcome tidings, " There's 

 life in the old dog yet." 



