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Conscience in Animals . 
[April, 
distressed that he positively pretended to catch the fly, 
going through all the appropriate actions with his lips and 
tongue, and afterwards rubbing the ground with his neck as 
if to kill the vidtim : he then looked up at me with a tri- 
umphant air of success. So well was the whole process 
simulated that I should have been quite deceived, had I not 
seen that the fly was still upon the window. Accordingly I 
drew his attention to this fadt, as well as to the absence of 
anything upon the floor ; and when he saw that his hypocrisy 
had been detedted he slunk away under some furniture, 
evidently very much ashamed of himself.’ , 
Upon this case the author of the article on “ Animal 
Depravity ” very properly observes : — “ This last point is 
most significant, fully overturning the vulgar notion of the 
absence of moral life in brutes, and of their total want of 
conscience.” I think this observation is warranted by the 
fadts, for although I have heard it objedted that the feeling 
displayed by the terrier in this case was that of wounded 
pride rather than of wounded conscience, still, from what 
has been previously said concerning this distinction in the 
case of animals, it will be seen that in this instance it is 
not easy to draw the line between these two sentiments. 
The following instances, however, — all of which occurred 
with the terrier just mentioned — are free from this difficulty. 
For a long time this terrier was the only canine pet I 
had. One day, however, I brought home a large dog, and 
chained him up outside. The jealousy of the terrier to- 
wards the new-comer was extreme. Indeed I never before 
knew that jealousy in an animal could arrive at such a 
pitch ; but as it would occupy too much space to enter into 
details, it will be enough to say that I really think nothing 
that could have befallen this terrier would have pleased him 
so much as would any happy accident by which he might 
get well rid of his rival. Well, a few nights after the new 
dog had arrived, the terrier was, as usual, sleeping in my 
bed-room. About i o’clock in the morning he began to bark 
and scream very loudly, and upon my waking up and telling 
him to be quiet he ran between the bed and the window in 
a most excited manner, jumping on and off the toilette-table 
after each journey, as much as to say — “ Get up quickly; 
you have no idea of what shocking things are going on out- 
side.” Accordingly I got up, and was surprised to see the 
large dog careering down the road : he had broken loose, 
and, being wild with fear at finding himself alone in a 
strange place, was running he knew not whither. Of course 
I went out as soon as possible, and after about half-an-hour’s 
