THROUGH THE PETITE RIGOLET 



Scotchman of Audubon's day, but his grand- 

 son. The house was as neat as a pin, and its 

 tall clock, a ship's barometer, and various 

 ancient weapons, as well as thrifty window- 

 plants, gave it an interesting and attractive 

 look. While I was waiting for the old man to 

 put on his best clothes, — for his wife would 

 not hear of his being photographed in any- 

 thing else, — the dogs, about twenty-five of 

 them, engaged in a sudden fight. The uproar 

 was quickly stopped by a buxom, rosy-cheeked 

 lass who rushed out, seized a stick, and be- 

 labored them left and right with a hearty 

 good-will, A dog was killed here in a fight a 

 short time ago and good Eskimo dogs are too 

 valuable to throw away. Audubon records 

 that Samuel the First had more than forty of 

 these animals. 



Mr. Robertson soon returned our call, and 

 I had the great pleasure of reading to him 

 from Audubon's Journal about his grandfather. 

 The Abb6 Ferland, in writing of this same en- 

 terprising Scotchman, said that he attempted 

 to catch whales in nets made with cables 

 stretched between islands, but with the same 

 success as if he had tried to catch caribou in 



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