procured a famous dog that he had, and which would attack the native dog at night (a rare instance of courage), ‘Oh,' said he, 'I seen the dog, and I said to Bill, Bill, says I, I'll give a cow for that ere dog; and a month arter Bill brought him. I didn't steal the dog; I don't know where Bill had him, I don't." Dogs are generally very fond of the blacks, or perhaps of their wandering life. The mongrels possessed by them, and originally acquired from the settlers, are often a great nuisance to the latter, as they kill the calves and chase the horses. "During the winter nights the woods resound with the deplorable and doleful howling of the native dogs, as of fiends in torment."

The Australian native wild dog spreads over the plains and high lands of the southern and central regions, prowling around the camps of travellers at night. He is often poisoned with strychnia-a horrible death, and similar to one which has too often fallen to the lot of the unhappy aborigines— arsenic being, however, used for the latter. When a wild dog is wounded or poisoned, he is torn to pieces by his fellows. The fossil remains of the dingo are stated by Dr. Falconer to be found with those of extinct and living species of animals in the Australian drifts.1

Lloyd, in his Thirty-three Years in Tasmania and Victoria,' says, "in size and general appearance, the dingo bears a striking resemblance to the Scotch colley, excepting that it has pricked ears." English dogs will hunt and kill them. The dingo is stated, not only to hunt in packs, but to keep to

1 Davis' Tracks of McKinlay. 1863. Therry's Thirty Years' Recollections of Australia. 1863.

a certain district, each pack hunting only within those limits. This assertion, however, requires confirmation.

The New Zealand dog, a smaller species of the Australian dingo, has, the natives say, disappeared before the European dog; as they believe their own brave, intelligent, and manly race will perish from the European himself, whose oftenvaunted civilization is in most instances no more to other and weaker peoples than extermination by the sword, ruthless rapacity, the introduction of disease and vice, and the fomenting of warfare in the avaricious pursuit of gain;

66 -disclaiming all regard

For mercy and the common rights of man,
Build factories with blood, conducting trade

At the sword's point, and dying the white robe
Of innocent commercial Justice red. "

The native New Zealand dog is still, though rarely, met with; but almost the whole race has become a mongrel breed. It was the only domestic animal the Maori possessed when discovered by the Europeans, and their traditions say it was the gift of certain deities.

The native dog of the islands of the Pacific is likewise said to be dying out. Manley Hopkins' book on Hawaii has these details:

Every woman has a pet animal; and mothers who are nursing their offspring will suckle a puppy at the same time -a rivalry by no means in favour of the strength or number of their own progeny."

"Mothers were in the habit of exchanging children, and allowing pet puppies to share nature's food with their own offspring."

"Ellis mentions as an instance of the hospitality of the Hawaiian chiefs, that two hundred dogs were cooked at one feast; and that Auna, his guide, had seen four hundred baked dogs at one entertainment, with proportionate quantities of fish, hogs, and vegetables. The value of the dogs, which are bred and fed purposely for eating, would be very great."

It is strange that this gentle and manly race of beings should not have had their sympathies more entwined with the creatures so much partaking of their character. That mothers should suckle an animal, and yet allow that same race to become an article of food, is a singular contradiction in feeling.

CHAPTER XXIV.

BALDWIN'S African Hunting,' a journal of adventure

dog:

full of interest, has the following notices of the

Perhaps the only expensive, and as it proved, useless part of my outfit, was seven deerhounds, purchased from a keeper of Lord Fitzwilliam's; for, though Hotspur and Laddie were as good dogs as were ever slipped, they soon grew useless and died. The younger ones, being better acclimated, did me some good service for a time, but they, too, soon succumbed to the climate, and taught me never again to take out what the country itself can furnish better.

"Arrived at a kraal, where I was greeted as usual by a set of noisy curs, who invariably, at the sight of a white man, tumble head-over-heels in all directions, upsetting everything, as frightened as if they had seen an apparition. After the first alarm they bait you unmercifully, and for many minutes it is impossible to hear yourself speak. I don't know that I ever succeeded in making friends with a real Kaffir cur in my life, not even a puppy, and I scarcely ever saw, or knew, or heard of one good for anything; they do indeed lead the life of a dog. They are well fed when quite young, but afterwards they are expected to provide for themselves.

and are consequently wretchedly lean and mangy, but they continue to exist."

It might have been added, that, even in spite of hunger, misery, and unfeeling treatment, the Kaffir cur is still faithful to his savage master; here proved by the inveterate hostility shown to a foreigner of a hated race.

"After out-spanning on the same road, during the time the oxen were grazing, he strolled out to try to kill a buck. He wounded a steinbuck very badly, and was almost catching him, when he got into a hole. He had a dog with him, but it was chasing springbuck, so he went head-first into the hole himself, and succeeded in reaching the buck, but in his endeavours, had got so far that he could not make an effort to get back; his arms were right before him, and his back wedged fast. He struggled so hard that he became insensible, and must have been all but suffocated, when his dog (bull and pointer-I have often seen him) saved his life by going back to the waggon and attracting the notice of his Kaffirs, who followed the dog to his master's assistance, and dug him out more dead than alive, having been about five hours in this situation.

"The weather has been awfully hot. Two black dogs staid behind, not being able to hold out any longer, but they came on during the night. The fawn and light-coloured dogs do not appear to suffer so much from the sun."

"But anything like regard or gratitude for past presents and kindnesses is not in the nature of any Kaffir. I never heard an instance of one really becoming attached to his master. I had become quite fond of these two, Tanga and