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In writing to 


Wire-haired pointing Griffen 
Dinks, a Natural Bird Dog 
about the prowess of a hunting 
dog, I think of Dinks. 
I was living in New Orleans at that 
time and was in the habit of shooting 
quail and snipe whenever and wherever 
I could find the birds in greatest num- 
bers. Between a friend and myself 
there was the very strongest sort of 
rivalry. He had pointers and I did my 
shooting over setters exclusively, trim- 
ming them up to suit the character of 
the country. 
In the open work where there were 
no thorn hedges the pointer held his 
own pretty well, but when it came to 
close work among the Cherokee rose 
brakes my setters had the marked ad- 
vantage. They were protected by their 
thick hair and would go where the 
gamest pointer would flinch. Conse- 
quently I cleaned up with great regu- 
larity whenever we hunted together. 
While he took his medicine pretty 
well I could tell from his face, which 
would go red whenever my old setter 
took up the work where the thorns were 
thickest, that he didnt relish it at 
heart, and I was wondering how long 
it would be before he would give up the 
strain of Canadian pointers he was 
breeding and admit that the setter was 
Feo time I hear a man brag 

after all the only dog for a mixed 
country. 
Gs morning this man entered my 
office and displayed a telegram 
from a man in Magnolia, Miss., invit- 
ing him to come up for a few days at 
the quail and to bring a friend along 
with him. The wire concluded with the 
information that it would be unneces- 
sary to bring dogs. That rather got 
me riled, and I wanted to know who the 
man was who sent the wire and what 
sort of dogs he thought we had in Loui- 
siana. My friend said the sender of 
the despatch was a country storekeeper 
who bought cotton for him in that dis- 
|trict and that he would be content to 
Advertisers mention Forest and Stream, 
It will identify you. 
leave his dogs at home if I would do 
the same. 
It didn’t take me long to declare my 
belief that the State of Mississippi con- 
tained no such dog's as mine and that I 
would take old Dasher and his son Tony 
along, if only to show the natives what 
we could boast of in the way of well 
broken dogs, fast, stanch and bird 
finders every minute of the day. 
We made the appointment to leave 
the Crescent City the following Sunday 
afternoon, so as to be on the grounds 
and in readiness for Monday morning. 
Our Mississippi sportsman met the 
train, took us to his house, where we 
had supper and swapped hunting 
stories till it was time to go to bed. My 
dogs were duly admired, but the store- 
keeper said never a word about the 
material he intended using in the field, 
and I rather thought that my fine brace 
took the shine off what he had to show 
and that he was a bit diffident about 
exhibiting his home-bred and country 
broken dogs. 
Nees morning when the wagon came 
round from the livery stable to 
convey us into the country there was 
the sorriest looking dog your imagina- 
tion could possibly conjure up running 
at the heels of the horse, and I laughed 
as I caught sight of him. This dog 
, looked as though life had been one con- 
tinual struggle with fate since the days 
of puppyhood. He was unlike any dog 
I had ever seen. 
Mongrel wouldn’t fit him at all. He 
was off color to begin with, a sort of 
flea bitten grey, his face was scarred, 
and his ears were nicked by the fangs 
of other dogs. There was, however, a 
workmanlike look about his short 
coupled body and there was a play of 
muscle when he moved that would have 
delighted an artist. 
The most conspicuous part of his 
makeup, however, was a stub tail about 
the length of your index finger. That 
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