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rather sullenly. “ I never can remember 
places in geography.” 
“ Mount Ida is in Asia Minor,” said Miss 
Winston, “ near the site of the ancient and 
famous city of Troy. You will find both by 
looking down the coast of Asia Minor from 
the Dardanelles. These dogs hand together 
in packs, and, though inoffensive unless 
attacked, are bold and prompt in avenging 
an insult. A couple of English midship¬ 
men once landed at Troy, and, seeing a 
number of these animals at a short dis¬ 
tance, fired at them, in spite of the remon¬ 
strances of their guides. But the dogs, in¬ 
stead of being alarmed, came bounding 
fiercely towards them; and the party had to 
run for their lives. 
“ Constantinople, Cairo in Egypt, and, in 
fact, almost all Eastern cities, are inhabited 
by crowds of homeless and masterless dogs, 
which take refuge in the cemeteries and 
ruined buildings and make night hideous 
with their quarrels and howlings. They 
subsist upon the offal thrown out into the 
streets, and upon the bounty of charitable 
Mohammedans, who are in the habit of set¬ 
ting out portions of food and water for 
