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down with quick, active steps, looking in 

 all directions with his keen, wolf -like eyes ; or 

 sitting down quietly with his wife, or — if near 

 his meal time — lifting up his voice in a melan- 

 choly wail, whether in woe at the delay, or 

 in anticipatory thanksgiving, I cannot say. 

 But he is a fine study, and there is something 

 a little human about him too, for, although, 

 in the battle of life, he was all that a daring 

 and hardy dog of endurance should be; yet 

 there have been times when I have seen him 

 completely subdued by some little exhibitions 

 of temper on the part of his wife, who seems 

 to domineer him in true feminine fashion. 



Another dog that always interested me very 

 much, although he can hardly be classed un- 

 der the title of a wild animal, was "Pluto," 

 a magnificent Great Dane, belonging to Cap- 

 tain Bonavita, the lion trainer who used to| 

 perform with twenty-seven lions at a time.' 

 For ten years these two were inseparable com- 

 panions, Pluto always crossing the ocean 

 with his master on his many visits to Europe, 

 and, owing to his close attendance on him, be- 



