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night, and in a few more weeks it also learnt to retrieve. 
Her scent was exceedingly good, and she stood well at par- 
tridges, black game, pheasants, snipes, and rabbits, but 
never pointed hares. She was more useful than a dog, 
and afterwards became the property of Sir Henry Mild- 
may. According to Youatt , 1 Colonel Thornton also had a 
sow' similarly trained. The same author says that a sow 
bel anging to Mr. Craven had a litter of pigs, one of which, 
when old enough, was taken and roasted, then a second 
and a third. These were necessarily taken when the 
mother returned in the evening from the woods for supper. 
But the next time she came she was alone, and, 4 as her 
owners were anxious to know what was become of her 
brood, she was watched on the following evening, and 
observed driving back her pigs at the extremity of the 
wrood, with much earnest grunting, while she went off to 
the house, leaving them to wait for her return. It was 
evident that she had noticed the diminution of her family, 
and had adopted this method to save those that re- 
mained.’ 2 
Mr. Stephen Harding sends me the following as an 
observation of his own : - 
On the 15th ult. (Nov. 1879) I saw an intelligent sow pig 
about twelve months old. running in an orchard, going to a young 
apple tree and staking it, pricking up her ears at the same 
time, as if to listen to hear the apples fall. She then picked 
the apples up and ate them. After they were all down she 
shook the tree again and listened, but as there were no more 
to fall she went away. 
The proverbial indifference to dirt attributed to the 
pig seems scarcely to be justified ; the worst that can be 
said is that the animal prefers cool mud to dry heat, and 
the filth which swine often exhibit in their sty is the 
fault of the farmers rather than of the animals. Or, 
to quote from Thompson’s 6 Passions,’ — 
A washed sow in the hot season of our temperate climate, 
and in almost every season of such a climate as that of Pales- 
tine, 4 returns to her wallowing in the mire ’ simply because 
she feels scorched, and blistered, and sickened under the ardent 
1 On the Pig , p. 17. 2 Ibid . 
