man who fears neither storms nor sun-stroke (coup-de-soleil) makes his appearance at the side of the river, without either fishing-rod, lines, worms, flies, or bait of any description, but having under his left arm a double-barrelled gun, in his right hand a large cabbage, and at his heels a clever Terrier or Poodle dog. The fisherman, or the huntsman, I scarcely know which to call him, now duly reconnoitres the river, fixes upon some tree, the large and lower branches of which spread over it, ascends with his gun and his cabbage, and, having taken up an equestrian position upon one of the projecting arms, examines the surface of the deep stream below him. He has not been long on his perch when he perceives a stately pike paddling up the river; a leaf is instantly broken off the cabbage, and when the fish has approached sufficiently near, is thrown into the water; frightened, the voracious fish at once disappears, but shortly after rises, and, grateful to the unknown and kind friend who has sent him this admirable parasol, he goes towards it, and, after pushing it about for a few seconds with his nose, finally places himself comfortably under its protecting shade. The sportsman, watching the animated gyrations of his cabbage-leaf, immediately fires, when the dog, whose sagacity is quite equal to that of his master, plunges into the water, and if the fish is either dead or severely wounded fails

not to bring out with him the scaly morsel; thus, so long as the heavens are bright and blue, the water is warm, the large fish choose to swim in the sun, and the sportsman's powers of climbing hold out, the sport continues. Sometimes the dog and the fish have a very sharp struggle, and then the fun is great indeed, unless by chance the sportsman should unfortunately miss his hold in the midst of his laughter, and drop head-foremost into the water with his cabbage and his doublebarrel.

Mr. Gordon Cumming, in his sketches of lion hunting, says that the prowess of the Terrier is quite equal to that of his larger and more highlytrained brethren. The plan he pursued was to obtain several kinds of dogs, and teach them to hunt together, and he found that the presence of the larger animals gave confidence to the smaller but not less courageous dogs of his train. I will conclude this chapter with an extract showing how the dogs act in presence of the king of the forest :

"One day," says the Lion Slayer, "when out elephant-hunting in the territory of the 'Baseleka,' accompanied by two hundred and fifty men, I was astonished suddenly to behold a majestic lion slowly and steadily advancing towards us, with a dignified step and undaunted bearing, the most noble and imposing that can be conceived. Lash

ing his tail from side to side, and growling haughtily, his terribly-expressive eye resolutely fixed upon us, and displaying a show of ivory well calculated to inspire terror among the timid Bechuanas,' he approached. A headlong flight of the two hundred and fifty men was the immediate result; and, in the confusion of the moment, four couples of my dogs, which they had been leading, were allowed to escape in their couples. These instantly faced the lion, who, finding that by his bold bearing he had succeeded in putting his enemies to flight, now became solicitous for the safety of his little family, with which the lioness was retreating in the background. Facing about, he followed after them with a haughty and independent step, growling fiercely at the dogs, which trotted along on either side of him. Three troops of elephants having been discovered a few minutes previous to this, upon which I was marching for the attack, I, with the most heartfelt reluctance, reserved my fire. On running down the hill-side to recall my dogs, I observed, for the first time, the retreating lioness with her four cubs. About twenty minutes afterwards two noble elephants repaid my forbearance. Among my dogs were several English Terriers; and in point of pluck and judgment they equalled the more heavy and highly-bred hounds."

CHAPTER XX.

THE SCOTCH TERRIER, THE SHOCK DOG, AND THE
TURNSPIT.

Patient the Turnspit watches by the fire,
Lest want of care should, haply, raise the ire
Of cook or serving man.

rited. The Queen has several of his breed, which were brought from Islay in the Highlands of Scotland. Like his English brother he is a terrible enemy to rats and vermin. There are several varieties of this dog, but they have all of them long hair straggling all over their bodies,

noses.

bright eyes, elevated tails, pendent ears, and short In intelligence, warmth of attachment, and spirit, the Scotch Terrier yields to no other dog living.

The SHOCK-DOG is a mixture of the Danish dog and the Pug. He has long curly hair, large eyes, and short nose. He is used on the continent in much the same way as we use our Terrier at home, either as a sporting or a house dog as it suits the taste of his owner.

The TURNSPIT is little known in England now, though the time was when his services were highly esteemed in the kitchens of the great. In France he is still used as an attendant upon the roasting meat; and the steadiness with which he attends to the wheel and keeps the roasting joint continually moving is a lesson to idle boys and girls.

Some other dogs are known, but it is not necessary to mention them here, as they are not often seen in England. Such are the Artois Dog, the Egyptian or Barbary Dog, the Iceland Dog; the Russian, Spanish, Portuguese, and French Pointers; the Pomeranian Wolf-dog, the French Mâtin, and the Indian Hare-dog. If ever my young readers visit the Zoological Gardens in Regent's Park they will see fine specimens of this last, as well as of the several other kinds of dogs I have mentioned.