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to find, but by dint of inquiry he at length reached the place he 
sought. Two years passed over, and he had again occasion to 
take the same journey. No one rode this horse but himself, and he 
was perfectly assured that the animal had not since been in that 
direction. Some miles before he reached his journey’s end he was 
quite benighted : he had to traverse moor and common, and he 
could scarcely see his horse’s head. The rain began to pelt : 
“ Well,” said he, “ here I am lost, absolutely lost; I know not, 
nor can I see an inch of my road. I have heard much of the 
memory of the horse ; it is my only hope now; so there”—throw¬ 
ing the reins on his horse’s neck—“ Go on.” In half an hour he 
was safe at his friend’s gate. 
Of the memory of the dog, and the recollection of kindness 
received, there are a thousand stories, from the return of Ulysses 
to the present day, and we have seen enough of that faithful ani¬ 
mal to believe most of them. An officer went abroad with his 
regiment during the American war. He had a fine Newfound¬ 
land dog, his constant companion, and who was much attached 
to him, whom he left with his family. After the lapse of several 
years he returned. His dog met him at the door, leaped upon 
his neck, licked his face, and then fell and expired with joy. 
Of the accuracy and retentiveness of memory of the dog, as it 
respects the instruction he has received from his master, we have 
abundant proof in the pointer and the hound. It may be with 
him as with the biped, that the lesson must sometimes be re¬ 
peated, and even impressed upon the memory in a way not alto¬ 
gether pleasant; but at length it is impressed, and that indelibly. 
The dog comprehends every part of his duty; he recollects the 
meaning of every command, nay, of the slightest movement, and 
implicitly obeys; and his obedience is prompted by that which 
the biped does not always exhibit—the desire to serve and amuse. 
The stupid sheep will afford us an elucidation of the remem¬ 
brance of objects early seen. The Ettrick shepherd tells us, 
that “ a shepherd in Black-house bought a few sheep from 
another in Crawmell, about ten miles distant. In the spring 
following, one of the ewes went back to her native place, and 
yeaned on a wild hill, called Crawmell Craig. On a certain day, 
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