THE DOG. 
Jack Grey has five Dogs in his yard. I saw them 
all to-day. One is a very big Dog, and one is of 
that kind that is kept to hunt the fox: but Jack 
had one Dog that I am sure you have not seen. It 
is a Turn spit Dog. At one time, many years ago, 
when men did not know as much as they do now, 
they used to cook the meat at a very big fire, on a 
spit ; this spit was a long bar of wood, and it was 
made so that a Dog had to turn it The plan it 
was made on was the same as that of the kind of 
cage that mice were put into, that will turn and 
turn as the mice run up the wire. You may have 
seen this sort of cage, for boys will now and then 
show one at the door with mice in it: if so, you 
will see how the Turn spit Dog did his work. 
