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Memoirs of Bob the spotted terrier

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Memoirs of Bob the spotted terrier
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Bob the spotted terrier
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Weir, Harrison, 1824-1906
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written by himself ; with fifty illustrations by Harrison Weir.

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WITH FIFTY ILLUSTRATION


HARRISON WEIR



LONDON
GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONS
BROADWAY, LUDGATE HILL
NEW YORK: 9 LAFAYETTE PLACE
1885





























THE "MASTER JACK" SERIES.
Uniform with this Volume.

TOM TIT'S WEDDING DAY, AND OTHER POEMS.
I'Y THE AUTHOR OF AUNT EFFIE'S RHYMES.
With 38 Illustrations.
TOTTY'S NATURAL HISTORY.
IN WORDS OF FOUR LETTERS.
With Full-page Plates by Harrison Weir and A. T. Elwes.

TINY'S NATURAL HISTORY.
IN WORDS OF FOUR LETTERS.
With Full-page Plates by Ilarrison Weir.

THE STORIES MAGGIE TOLD.
With 24 Full-page nlustrations.

ROUNDABOUT TALES.
With 24 Full-page Illustrations.

AUNT EFFIE'S RHYMES.
With Illustrations by Phiz.





















CONTENTS.



CHAPTER I.
The universal passion--Antiquity of Terriers--General character--New variety-Parentage
of our hero-Noble and wse-Early danger-A beggar's boon .......... 9

CHAPTER II.

,, co-r,, -A -.. o of,, -- le a..,,,. nd,,,,,,, F.'. Ico nj ,or :- ...... f h Ti ll r n nd p up pi es

cor, ed--.\n o.ten 1,, I aI l .l : w. ..ro. .... .... . . ... 13

CHAPTER III.
Bob iln duwran-ct -il. g l a-- 1,; :. Io C he sl1 ;in the niht--A military and naval
Proteus i ...... fro w... li... g -- I,.' ,in I I--F'I in love with Bob--Buys him-
Natural reflections--Is carried to a fair-Mendicant oratory, and its success 17

CHAPTER IV.
B3ob's education commences -Astonishing proficiency--learns several thievish tricks--
Becomes a dog of b knowledge, and a conjor--The education of children and puppies
compared--Both often essentially wrong ............. ... ... 19

CHAPTER V.
Bob associates with dancing bears and monkeys-Carries away the bell from them all, and
lifts his master from walking in the mud to riding in a caravan-Single combat of a
monkey and a bull-dog-Lulicrous anecdote of a wig-shifting block ........ 23

CHAPTER VI.
Natural effects of gcod and bad fortune-ob rises in public estimation-His master with-
draws from the bears and monkeys, and carries him to the metropolis-Flaming hand-
bill, in the style of modern imposture-Good-natured gullibility of cockneys-Continued
success--An approaching crisis .................... 28

CHAPTER VII.
A reverie of bliss, anl the catastrophe-Bob is stolen into the army, and his master pressed
into the navy-Thoughts at parting-Bob not much displeased with his new situation-
Carried by his master to Jamaiea-Sage remarks, and a dash of vanity .... .. 31








viii Cantents.

CHAPTER VIII.
PA.G
A tropical climate and its effects described-Bob doubts if negroes are men, and argues
weakly-Reverts to his own dear self--His master taken il--Bob's attachment and
attention-A last debt is paid--Language fails ... ...... .... .. 35

CHAPTER IX.
Bob falls i.ito the hands of an officer-Defeats the artifice of a sharper, and excites at once
resentment and applause-Leaves Jamaica, and sails for England-An unexpected
rencontre, and its consequences-Bob presented to a young lady in London .. 39

CHAPTER X.
Bob delineates his mistress-Is admitted into all her parties and secrets-Reflecions on high
life, in the common spirit of low-life philosophers-Visits Bath and other fashionable
places of resort--Becnmes depraved himself and promises a bnnne bouche to hi readers. 4

CHAPTER XI.
Bob returns to London-A rout and a fire-Stolen in the confusion--In danger of losing
his life for the sake of his skin-Falls into the hands of a pettifogger, and conveyed by
him to a Gloucestershire squire .... .. . ... .. 45

CHAPTER XII.
Bob discovers his learned ignorannce, and sets about obtaining the knowledge proper for a
dog-Is taken into the field-At first entertains some strange prejudices against the
noble rcienee of hunting, and, like a novice, wonders how the humane can delight in
giving pain-Is buried alive in a fox-earth-Recovered by Mr. Allworthy, his master 49

CHAPTER XIII.

Our hero equally noticed in the parlour and the field-A favourable sketch of the Allworthy
family-Their happiness-The instability of fortune-A violent fever, and a mad dog 53

CHAPTER XIV.

Apostrophe to Adversity-Its fruits-A horrible accident--The miraculous instinct and
sagacity of Bob in saving his master-A pathetic recital of the means employed 56

CHAPTER XV.
The grateful master and the contnted servant-The French merchant and his dog-Canine
fidelity and Robespierrian cruelty . . . . . 61

CHAPTER XVI.
Sir Iarry Lee's mastiff-The Newfoundland dog-Tray and his friend-The wild Indian
dog-The story of Gelert--The Scotch shepherd's child-Bob takes his leave of the
public, with some pretty verses from the Gleaner . . . . 63



















MEMOIRS

OF


BOB, THE SPOTTED TERRIER.





CHAPTER I.

The universal passion-Antiquity of Terriers-General character--New variety-
Parentage of our hero-Noble and wise-Early danger-A beggar's boon.

THE love of fame seems natural to every thing that breathes; even the notoriety
of infamy has been thought more desirable than the oblivious shade of unaspiring
innocence. Else how can we account for several sad dogs of the human race,
of both sexes, publishing their disgraceful memoirs; and thus inviting that
reprobation which they might have escaped, had they kept their secrets to
themselves.
Whether I am actuated by vanity, ambition, or a passion for fame, my readers
must determine from my story. I have often heard it remarked, with proverbial
wisdom, that "every dog must have his day." Mine is almost spent: how I have
filled up the portion of existence which was devoted to active pursuits will be seen
in the sequel. I shall neither use disguise nor concealment : I shall neither boast
of exploits that I never performed, nor seek to build my reputation on the ruin of
another's name. Happy would it be for mankind if the two-legged puppies who are
now running the career of life were equally candid and forbearing. There is
sufficient room for each to act a useful, if not a distinguished part, without en-
croaching on another's province; and instead of trying to snatch the bone from
their neighbour's mouth, or snarling when they happen to meet, it would be well if
the interchanges of humanity more frequently took place, and the strong and
powerful lent their ready aid to the helpless and the weak.







10o Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.

But though the sons of reason have often followed my nose, I fear they will
not be influenced by my advice; and therefore, leaving them to criticise each
other, which they are prone enough to do, I shall proceed to my own more important
concerns.
The family of the Terriers from which I am paternally descended, are as ancient
as any in the kingdom. They neither came in with the Danes, the Saxons, nor the
Romans, but were of genuine aboriginal breed. It is probable they were familiar
with the Druids, and exalted their voice against the Roman invaders. They never
changed their language nor their manners in consequence of foreign conquest; and
though they have served various masters, it was not till they were deserted by their


























native protectors. Often have they followed their first owner to battle, or attended
him in flight; often have they shared with him the ills of hunger and fatigue without
a murmur, or assisted him to procure subsistence when secluded in caves, or a
fugitive on the mountains.
Hardiness was always characteristic of the race. For a long succession of ages
they were distinguished by a grim tan-coloured visage, sharp teeth, and wiry hair.
The effeminacy of modern times, however, has affected even dogs. Mankind are
not satisfied with practising every art that can conduce to their own degeneracy, but
they have likewise endeavoured to give a new and softer tone to animals. It was
supposed that an intermixture between the genuine terrier and the small beagle
would produce a very delicate variety, and unite the agreeable qualities of both.







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. II

The experiment is thought to have succeeded as often as it has been tried. The
mixed breed has been reckoned much more elegant in form, more agreeable in
manners, more beautiful in the variety of colours, than the pure of either; and from
this I am legitimately sprung.
But when the lives of heroes are recording, general descriptions must appear
lame and unsatisfactory. I will not at the outset disgust my readers, nor derogate
from my own generic worth. My origin should be particularly traced. In time it
































may be registered in the College of Arms; and perhaps I may rank with the grandee
under whose protection I came to light.
Be it known, then, that if oral report and ocular demonstration can be believed,
my sire was a terrier of the highest blood, and my dam a beagle of the first merit
that ever hunted in a pack. They both belonged to a nobleman, equally re-
markable for his eccentricity, his weakness, and his good nature. He admired
cropped horses; and imagined that, by cropping the male and female, a breed of
croppies would be produced. He once attended a puppet-show; and because he







12 Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.

found Punch was a merry fellow, he made a purchase of him, that he might
be entertained whenever he was at a loss for amusement. Need it be then

















wondered at, that he wished, as
"well as some other dog-fanciers,
to have spotted, smooth-haired
terriers ? In this attempt he was
much more successful than in
producing a breed of cropped
horses, or in hearing Punch
Speak without a prompter. I
came into the world the last of
four brothers and sisters which
were all ordered to be reared
with the most diligent care; but
your humble servant appearing
rather puny, was destined to be
thrown into the horse-pond.
A beggar, however, saved
me from this early fate, and
S to him the world is indebted
for whatever entertainment it
S may receive from these Memoirs.
S He had long been begging at
the gate, and found only ridicule
or neglect. The domestic who
was ordered to destroy me, in passing along, wished to raise a horse-laugh from
full-fed brutality, and asked the mendicant if he would accept of me. The poor
fellow, observing that I was unfortunate like himself, hesitated not to hold out his







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 13

hand for the boon, and with a smile replied, that he should not now go empty
from the gate." Hi goodlu..r .r.n,. the h .rts of the -.l .t and they ran









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and fetched him some broken bread and meat, that he might be the better able to
support his increase of family, as they were pleased to call it.








CHAPTER II.

The beggar an excellent dry-nurse to Bob-Description of Bob's form and colours, after
the manner of naturalists--In conformity to custom, loses a portion of hlis tail and
ears-Some feeling remarks-Progress with his mendicant master-The sad history
of the latter-An affecting and final separation.

As soon as my master had properly stowed his acquisitions, he retired under a
hedge to refresh himself; and I must do him the justice to say that he did not
forget me. I was too young to eat solids; but he kindly masticated my food for
me, and often begged a little milk from some country dame, part of which he
always appropriated for my use. During my early puppyhood, I was carried in a
loose pouch that hung on one side, and in every respect had reason to congratulate
myself that I had fallen into the hands of such an excellent dry-nurse. In the
service of the admirer of Punch I might have fared worse; my own mother could
not have been more attentive.
When six weeks old, I began to unfold my figure and colours, and was caressed
by my master as one of the prettiest little creatures that ever appeared in a dog's
skin. My form "was said to be cast in the mould of elegance, though delicately
small; and I was very regularly marked from head to tail. My prevailing colours







14 Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.

were white and brindled tan, with a beautiful oval spot of the latter hue in the
middle of my forehead. My neck was wholly white, and a peak of the same colour
descended down my back like a lady's handkerchief, on each side bounded with a
dark tan. Various patches and lines of white and brindled tan diversified my
sides; my tail was darkish, and its extremity white. My legs were of the same
colour; my ears and the sides of my face a vivid glossy tan. I early suffered an
amputation of part of my ears and tail; or, in other words, I was cropped, and
partially docked. All this was done to increase my beauty; but it certainly did not
add to my comforts, exclusive of the torture it put me to. In other hands perhaps
I might have suffered more; for, as I observed before, my master was exceedingly
fond of me, and I am sure never inflicted on me a pain but what was intended for






















my benefit, in compliance with the established usages of the lords of the creation, of
whom he meano, tb..s1s stoesre I ..1:.t on earth be could call his own.
By degrees I was taught to walk a little; and I now reflect with pleasure on the
gratification I received from the first indulgence of freedom. With what rapture did
I follow my master's steps and how well do I remember the delight which the
poor fellow expressed at seeing me play round his legs, as he reposed on the verdant
hillock, or sought the shade of a tree I was his only associate, and seemed to be
his solace and joy. He found in me that fidelity which he had in vain sought in
his fellow-men, and therefore he loved me more than them. For my part, covered
as he was % id, rt., ,t tilur, tf tc. o .-..dsorn in % ,nt of common necessaries,
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I would not have left him for the proudest monarch on earth. Men change with
fortune dogs nemer change through choice.
fortune ; dogs never change through choice.







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 15

Before I was three months old I had acquired, from constant exercise, a con-
:i.-ll.l .r ..f rent, and wna- no longer an incumbrance to my fond protector.
How sweet, at this period, was novelty to my youth and inexperience. Every step
was over fairy ground; every scene excited sensations of rapture.
We passed from door to door, with various success, through several cities, towns,
and villages, in the inland counties of England; sometimes plentifully supplied, and
sometimes a short allowance. My master, it appeared, was a native of -, but
had long been obliged to fly from his home, and to beg his daily bread.
As he was the preserver of my life, and my destiny was so nearly connected
with his, the reader will pardon me if I pay a
debt of gratitude to my benefactor before we
part for ever. His history is short and not -
uncommon. He was the younger son of a
small farmer, who was poor, indeed, but brought
up his family to labour, and supported an
honest independence. Unfortunately, my mas-
ter had from his early years a taste for hunting
and sporting, without the means of indulging it '
prudently or legally. He was long suspected a tt
of snaring hares, and catching partridges in nets
--crimes more unpardonable, in some districts,
than murder or sacrilege; and, at last, he was
detected in the fact, within the sacred precincts
of a park !
The noble owner, who would rather have
preserved his game than the love of his neigh-
bourhood, or even the life of an individual, -
ordered a pettifogging agent to proceed against
the culprit, and to warn the father from his
little farm. The family, in consequence, were
ruined; and the wretched poacher, to escape a
prison, fled with precipitation into a distant (pf
county. The reflections on the distress in
which he had involved those who were most dear
to him preyed on his mind, and threw him into a dangerous fever. The selfish
humanity of the parish-officers where he fell ill consigned him to a hospital; from
which he was discharged an incurable cripple, brought on by ill usage and neglect,
after a confinement of many months.
CB;n no:. 1.'. !,:r .-1,. -.rk. .nl,.] -a.ljarLl from his friends by the dread of a
gaol, his only resource was beggary. A.,.:r .-i ,,r-nt al,;.: ilha"- .ar, of many years,
the love of his natal soil, and the hope that his crime was forgotten, made him bend
his course towards the scenes of all his wishes and all his regrets. In this ramble I
was is companion; and, without being known or noticed, he reached the town
of--. The proprietor of the lodging-house where he engaged a twopenny bed







16 Mlemoirs of Bob, ths Spotted Tcrrier.

unluckily happened to recognize him ; and, in order to curry favour with the great,
threatened to give information to the steward of the grandee whom he had offended
past forgiveness; but, like most rascally in-
formers, he was desirous to gain something by
both parties; and, seeing I was the only pro-
perty my master had to part with, and at the
Ii same time taking a fancy to me, promised,
on condition of his relinquishing me, not to
take any notice till some hours after he left
S the town.
The alternative I saw was dreadful to my
dear, but wretched master; but the love of

Sid at large, and the idea of a prison filled him
with horror. 'Take my dog," said he to the
villain, "but use him kindly. In robbing me
of him, you deprive me of the only companion
I have had for some months; he was fond and
faithful, and I wished for no other; but perhaps
i he may be better provided for by you than
me, and I love him too well to be selfish.
His name is Bob. Poor Bob! I hoped we
should have jogged on together till death over-
took one of us; but, alas! I was always
; unhappy." He turned from me with tears
in his eyes, and rushed out of the house. I
yelped and whined to follow him; but dogs and the unfortunate must be passive
it is criminal in either to complain.







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 17




CHAPTER III.

Bob in durance vile-Causes his voice to be heard in the night-A military and naval
Proteus introduced-Humorously described-Falls in love with Bob--Buys him-
Natural reflections-Is carried to a fair-Mendicant oratory, and its success.

BUT though obliged to submit to my tyrant, and to endure the restraints he
imposed on me, I was not so abject a slave as to conceal that my attachment was
sincere for my original lord, and that I valued a beggar more than a base intriguer.
Dogs are by nature honest; they fawn not where they wish to bite; they lick not
the hand which they do not love.
In the course of the day I made various attempts to recover my liberty, and to
overtake my old and kind protector; but I was closely watched, and was instantly



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fetched back; and every time I eloped my punishment was increased, till at last I
was shut up in a hole scarcely big enough to hold a cat. Here I was confined
during the night; but if a prison was irksome to me, their beds were not very
pleasant to any of the family. I alternately yelped 'and howled, and frightened
sleep from the house. In the morning the lodgers complained most bitterly of their
broken repose, and all were anxious to see the common disturber.
Among those who had taken up their quarters for the night in this receptacle
for the better sort of mendicants and itinerant traders in small wares, was a person
B







18 Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.

who, as I afterwards learned, had served his Majesty both by sea and land; but
having no stomach for fighting, and less inclination to brook a superior, preferred
raising a contribution on the public by his address, to reaping laurels by his valour.
Having, however, seen a little of the life both of a soldier and a sailor, he knew
well how to assume either character; and as it best suited his purpose, he was
dressed in a jacket, trousers, and fur cap, or a cocked hat and an old regimental
coat. His passport was not his discharge, but a wooden leg, which he occasionally
fastened to his knee, with the real leg projecting behind; or his right arm bent and
tied up in a sling, as if amputated below the elbow. These appendages, with a
volubility of tongue, a bold address, and a well-told
tissue of lies calculated to excite pity or astonish-
ment. ac.ordslg to the impression he wished to
make, gained loni i,:, s. i o of halfpence and some-

But I iii lunclg t into the hi t story of this
ITnr.: to or lore t recers know how we became
-I %. a n little desultory in my
,,iio, ..ls o r:ql.t t... I.:e tho rig ht scent; but it will
Sl-,ab an the l e luic l thctr I know how to come
bi l, to the pi,. lt Ifrom ,ssin ce I started.
No sooner did
this veteran hero
of both elements
set his eyes on
me, than he ex-
claimed, "Burn
my wooden leg,
"landlord, but I
must have that
little dog, if he
r -- cost me half-a-
crown and a glass
of gin!" "The
gin first, by way of earnest," says the landlord. The bottle was brought and soon
emptied between the two worthy competitors; and the stipulated price being paid
down, I was put into the hands of a new master.
The transfer from one owner to another had been so rapid, that I was scarcely
allowed time to reflect on the revolutions of fortune; but having been used to a life
of liberty, and finding that I was to be emancipated from my present confinement,
I anticipated in this instance a recovery of some portion of lost felicity. I was now
at that age in which the triumphs of hope are displayed in all their glory. Im-
pressions of ill, indeed, were vivid and strong; but elastic spirits soon threw off the
incumbent weight, and the buoyancy of hope kept me from sinking in the dark waters
of despair.







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 19

For some days, however, I found it impossible to form any rational conjecture
as to my future destinies. My new master did not neglect to feed me, and kept me
safe; but he was too much engaged in his vocation to pay me any extraordinary
attention.
It happened there was,a fair, for several successive days, at the place to which
we had removed; and every morning my master took his stand in some narrow
pass, in a new dress, or with a different story of ills. Such a Proteus I never saw.
Though we were now a little acquainted, I was ready to bark at him as a stranger
on his first appearance, every time he equipped himself for playing a new character.
One day lie was an old maimed tar; and nothing rang in the ears of passengers
but "God bless your noble honour's worship, think of poor Jack Lost his precious
limb in peppering the French-lay three years in prison-taken by the Moors, and
sold for a slave-swam five leagues for his life from a ship on fire-has all his
timbers battered, and some of his planks started. God bless your noble honour's
worship, pity the poor tar I "-" Thank your honour. May you never know what
it is to want "
Another day, perhaps, he acted the old soldier, with his arm tied up, a patch on
his eye, and every mark of decrepitude. It was then, in a softer voice, Kind sir,
bestow your charity on the broken-down soldier. Wounded in six battles-thrice
left for dead on the field-fell into the hands of the Indians-half scalped and
broiled-saved by a miracle. God bless you think of your country's defenders,
and bestow a trifle on the worn-out soldier "
With various other changes, according to time and circumstances, this was my
master's style of oratory during the fair. His success was equal to his address and
perseverance. He picked up a pretty sum ; and, as hoarding was not one of his
vices, he lay by and enjoyed his acquisitions, till want again stimulated him to
exertion.








CHAPTER IV.

Bob's education commences-Astonishing proficiency-Learns several thievish tricks-
Becomes a dog of knowledge, and a conjuror-The education of children and puppies
compared--Both often essentially wrong.

IN the temporary enjoyment of ease and leisure, after such a rich harvest, my
master devoted his principal attention to me; and, in order to amuse the languor
of idleness, began to teach me the first rudiments of education.
"Hitherto this had been strangely neglected : I had long, indeed, known my own
name, and could answer to it when called; but with regard to manners, and other

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20 Mlemoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.

necessary accomplishments for a dog of my breed and promise, I was wholly
ignorant,
My owner, however, speedily discovering my docility, and the pleasure I took
in learning such little arts as he thought proper to teach me, conceived the vast
idea of making me an accomplished scholar, or, in other words, a DOG OF
KNOWLEDGE. Aftel acquiring the science of fetching and carrying with the utmost
promptness, I was put on more difficult tasks. If anything my owner touched was
left behind at an indefinite distance, on the word of command I returned and
brought it. And blame me not, gentle reader, if I was, in consequence of learning
this trick, frequently made an agent in stealing. I knew not then the distinctions
of property, for in the commonwealth of dogs all is free ; and I thought it my duty
to observe my instructor's directions, regardless of other considerations. Often
when he got admission into a house he would put his finger on any little article of



















furniture or dress which he knew I was able to carry off, and then calling, "Bob,
let us go," merely to be sure that I noticed his motions, I was sent back to fetch
it, when sufficient time had elapsed to prevent the probability of suspicion. Some-
times the door was shut; sometimes the prize was snatched from my mouth as I
was in the act of bearing it away, and not infrequently I was saluted with a kick or
a lash for my roguish attempts; but, as I was warmly applauded and caressed
whenever I succeeded, trifling obstacles and rebuffs did not daunt my resolution.
He next proceeded to teach me to pick pockets, simply by touching them,
while my attention was directed to his actions; but this manceuvre was only
practised on himself, or such of his brethren as he wished to entertain with an
exhibition of my attainments. It was too dangerous a trick to put me upon, unless
when it could be done without the dread of detection; for, though the principles of
honesty did not restrain my master from giving full scope to my powers, the sense
of danger frequently did.







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 21

Accomplished in all those arts, and some of them nefarious ones, it must be
allowed in less time than could have been expected, my tutor formed a new and
extensive scheme of making me subservient to his own aggrandisement, and of
raising a fortune by my means.
Having an old pack of cards, he taught me to distinguish each, and to bring it
from the heap on being named. He then procured the letters of the alphabet to
be printed on the back of a certain number of these cards; and after being perfect
in the knowledge of them, I was taught by signs to spell any person's name, and to
lay it letter by letter at his feet. These were acquisitions which required some time






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to attain: but at length I mastered them completely; and at every hotel for paupers
was called on to display them to admiring ignorance, that I might be habituated to
face better company.
Dancing in a harlequin's jacket, fencing with a stick, and other similar gestic
arts, were not forgotten to be added to the list of my accomplishments. I thus
became as dexterous in gymnastics, as I was skilled in the learned sciences. Happy
would it be for youth, who are born to be our superiors, if, with mental accomplish-
ments, they also cultivated manly exercises, and strengthened the body while they
t are improving the mind. Man seems kinder to animals than to his own race; the







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horse and the dog are exercised in various ways to promote agility, strength, and
health; but the young of human kind are cramped in all their corporeal energies by
a false and effeminate system of education, equally destructive of private happiness
and public utility.
Indeed, the scheme of fashionable education (I speak now as a dog of know-
ledge) is as useless, and perhaps as pernicious, as ome of those arts which were
























taught me when a puppy : they earn much wch h it would have been better for
them never to know, as was the case with the reader's humble servant, Bob. But a
truce to moralising I was formed to be the creature of another's will, and therefore
am not accountable for involuntary actions. Be the shame and the punishment on
those who compel animals to violate the laws of unperverted nature, and taint the
most generous of quadrupeds with their own base and mercenary maxims.







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CHAPTER V.

Bob associates with dancing bears and monkeys-Carries away the bell from them all,
and lifts his master from walking in the mud to riding in a caravan--Single combat
of a monkey and a bull-dog-Ludicrous anecdote of a wig-shifting block.

PROUD of his success as a tutor, and ambitious to turn my talents to his ad-
vantage, my master was impatient for an opportunity of exhibiting me to the public.
But, notwithstanding his address and ingenuity, as he wanted that primum mobile,
money, and besides was deficient in the art of conducting a public show, for some
time he could not hit on any expedient to effectuate his purpose. At last, chance,
which happens alike to the wise and the fool, brought about what no foresight
nor cunning of his could devise.
As my master was trudging along, in rather a melancholy mood, in order to
attend a fair, in the usual routine of business, and lamenting that he could not con-
vert the pearl in his possession to a proper use, he luckily overtook a leader of
(lancing bears and monkeys.
This was the fortunate opportunity he wanted: he was shrewd enough to
perceive that this rencontre might be turned to the mutual interest both of the
bear-guardian and himself, and therefore immediately began to expatiate on my
abilities, and to propose a partnership in trade, each retaining the sole and exclusive
right to his own original property. The bear leader at once acceded to the con-
ditions, and they retired to the nearest alehouse in order to have a rehearsal, and to
arrange matters for the intended exhibition at the fair on the morrow. On trial it
was found that I verified all which my master had said in my praise: and the bears
and monkeys having had much practice, of course were also adepts in their parts.
I did not, however, much like the society of such creatures at first; but I soon saw
it would be prudent to make a merit of necessity, and to submit. The hug of a
bear would have put an end to my existence, had I provoked it, and the enmity of
the monkeys would likewise have teased me to death. From long experience I have
since found it both safe and wise to accommodate myself to existing circumstances,
and to live on amicable terms as well with beasts as men.
It may show courage to bite, and a spirit of independence to snarl, but no one
ever secured a friend, or disarmed an enemy, except by mild and conciliatory arts,
which at the same time are more pleasant to practise than their opposites.
The grand, the important day was now arrived, big with the fate of monkeys,
bears, and Bob; or, to express myself in less fustian language, the hour of exhibition
drew near, and our character among the bumpkins at the fair was soon to be
decided.
The apartment was speedily filled. The bears and monkeys opened the en-
tertainment, and went through their usual tricks with sufficient adroitness; but the
hopes of the company evidently rested on me: and without vanity I may affirm,







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that I performed all that was given out, and gained abundance of fame and tit-bits
for myself, and plenty of pence for the partnership. In short, my reputation for














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dexterity in fetching cards, spelling names, and other similar performances was so
suddenly blazoned round the fair, that many persons of superior appearance visited







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me in the afternoon; and though they could not endure the bears and the monkeys,
they unanimously agreed that I was well worth seeing, even if the terms of admis-
sion had been double-a hint that was not lost in future on the proprietors. They
raised, indeed, their terms of admission in several towns, cities, and places of public
concourse, and yet more company was allured to the show than before. It seems
mankind are prejudiced against what is cheap, and think there must be merit in
what is dear. My performances were the same, however, whether little or much
was paid on entrance; yet I became more attended, in proportion as more money
























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was levied on my visitors. In short, the honourable proprietors of this motley show
began to grow rich, and instead of walking on foot from place to place, they soon
purchased a caravan, which carried us all in a family way.
In this situation I saw much of the world, and could enumerate many incidents
redounding to my own honour; but egotism is justly despised, and therefore I
refrain.
I cannot, however, forbear mentioning an exploit of a fellow-performer at
Coventry. One of our monkeys, named Jack, was famous for handling a short







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stick, and using it with dexterity and effect. A butcher's dog, of the genuine bull
breed, having been set on to insult Jack, he sent him away howling with a single
blow. The butcher, irritated at the disgrace of his dog, offered to bet five guineas
that on such a day he would vanquish the monkey in single combat. The bet was
accepted; and at the time appointed the market-place was crowded with spectators,
as if the fate of nations had depended on the decision. The monkey was elevated
on a cobbler's stool, in the middle of the street, and armed with his truncheon,
while the impetuosity of the bull-dog was redoubled by his master, till the signal




























shO:uld b-Le, ".:.! 8 I:. ..n t, L.:.: n. The critical moment being arrived, the
bull-dog made a spri-i at P,,,:, r P,.. J: :i hle '.;.1 ...ld :, swallowed him at a mouth-
ful; when his owner calling out, "Now, Jack mind your hits, Jack he leaped
from his stool on the dog's neck, and fixing himself there, began using his lignum
vitae stick with such fury that he soon battered his antagonist's skull, and left him
dead on the field of battle. The butcher was ready to revenge the loss of his
servant and to execute instant vengeance on the monkey; but the spectators de-
clared they would not suffer foul play; and thus Pug came off with flying colours,
and will probably rank in future history with Lady Godiva and other worthies of
that ancient city.







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An anecdote in which the poor bull-dog, who had been thus sacrificed to his
master's avarice, makes a conspicuous figure, may here be recorded by way of



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epitaph. A company of comedians being to represent Lear, this butcher took a
seat in the front of the pit, and, as usual, accompanied by his dog, which occupied
the same bench with his At this instant Lear
master. In the pro- was coming forward, in
gress oone of the plmosay, theim-
band immediately be- passioned scenes. The
fore them striking up, wiggified canine hero
the dog, probably an of the cleaver caught
amateur of music, put the actor's eye: he
his fore-paws on the totally forgot his as-
rail of the orchestra, sumed character, and
and seemed to listed to bursting into a fit of
the notes. Meanwhile -* laughter, ran off the
the master's grease s'! 1 tage. The audience
exuding with the heat at first were struck
of the house, he took with astonishment, but
off his wig to wipe "' the cause being dis-
away the perspiration. l covered the whole
Seeing no other con- -" .. house was thrown into
venient way to dispose a convulsive roar, and
of it, he placed it on the deepest tragedy in
his faithful servant's the Englishlanguagewas
head, who still kept '- i thusturnedintothemost
staring over the rails. farcical pantomime.







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So much for the butcher's bull-dog of Coventry. On one occasion he converted
tragedy into a farce; and at last the farce, in regard to himself, became a tragedy.
I have frequently heard the most trivial passages in the lives of distinguished
characters read with admiration; and I only copy the precedent set me by man, in
giving him an anecdote of one of the chieftains of my own race.








CHAPTER VI.

Natural effects of good and bad fortune-Bob rises in public estimation-His master with-
draws from the bears and monkeys, and carries him to the nmetropolis--Flamring
hand-bill, in the style of modern imposture-Good-natured gullibility of cockneys-
Continued success-An approaching crisis.

DURING adversity, I have heard it remarked by the philosophic few who walk on
two legs, the best virtues of the heart are sometimes brought to light; while
prosperity, on the other hand, calls every latent vice, every base propensity, into
action. The latter part of this position was verified by my master's conduct, who
became a drunkard and a debauchee in consequence of his receipts from my
extraordinary success.
Puffed up, like every little mind, with the idea of being raised to a higher rank
and easier circumstances, and forgetting that it was accident, not merit, that had
contributed to his elevation, he not only began to despise his bearish partner, who
first introduced him to the public, but to neglect re, l .. t i. th-, -h1..j.. -,. ..ril.
of all his good fortune.
While I was labouring for his benefit during the day with increasing assiduity
and good humour, he frequently left my subsistence to the casual bounty of my
visitors; and at night I was indifferently fed, and worse lodged. In short, I was
regarded no further than as I contributed to his emolument. To have suffered me
to have starved, or to be stolen, would have reduced him at once to his original
insignificance, and therefore I was attended to so far; but that kindness, that
familiar notice, that fondling language, which an indulgent master will show to a
less deserving animal, and which are so grateful to a generous spirit, were no longer
mine. I felt the injury and the injustice that were done me; but I ceased not to
perform my duty, and to strive to deserve a more benign treatment correspondent to
my services.
By degrees my performances became so much celebrated, that the humbler tricks
of the bears and monkeys were despised, and therefore their part of the drama was
in a great measure dispensed with. Indeed, my master, profiting by this evident
partiality of the public for me, took an early opportunity to break from the bear-






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leader, and to dissolve the partnership in the most abrupt manner; in other words,
to take French leave. After an evening's exhibition in a celebrated university,
where many academic puppies, said to be less literate than myself, were present, I
was snatched up in my master's arms, and conveyed with him in a stage-coach to
the great metropolis. My owner, now no longer a novice in the business of



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attracting public attention, immediately engaged a large apartment, suspended my
picture on the outside in one of my finest attitudes, and issued a handbill,
couched in the following enigmatic terms, in which the intelligent will perceive a
union of satire, simplicity, and impudence.

"WONDERS WONDERS WONDERS !
BOB, THE SPOTTED TERRIER;
OR,
THE DOG OF KNOWLEDGE,
is just arrived in London, and may be seen, daily, at --, from nine o'clock in the
morning, to six in the evening. Price of admittance, one shilling each person.







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He has been exhibited at Bath, Birmingham, and all the polite places, before
many of the noblest personages in the kingdom, who unanimously agreed that his
acquirements were only not equal to their own; while it was allowed by his visitors
in general, that some of the most elevated characters in public stations might take
lessons of instruction from him, and profit by copying his sagacity.
He is as well acquainted with the fundamentals of language as Johnson
himself, and is fit to play at cards with a Jonas.
In beauty of form, and regularity of colours, he is as remarkable as for his
accomplishments. The elegance of his manners adds a charm to all his other
eri~',:t..;, .and~ -r t l.ri r.r l,:- o cc--ii,lrirei :; the most illustrious of the canine
race that ever appeared in the world."

London is unquestionably the legitimate soil for quacks and impostors of every
description to vegetate and thrive in. The gullibility of its natives can only be
exceeded by their wealth and liberality. The love of novelty, and a generous spirit
which raises them above suspicion, render them the dupes of every impudent
pretender. A tincture drawn from the sun and moon, to cure all incurable ills;
a tunnel under the Styx, in order to cheat Charon of a penny; Katterfelto and
his cat, the bottle-conjuror, the Cock-lane ghost, and the far-famed oriental amulet
for pleasant dreams, are a few of the numerous lures that have been laid, or are
daily laying, to catch good-natured credulity. Can it be matter of wonder, their,
that, with such an advertisement in my favour, my levees should be constantly
crowded? The giddy and the grave, the fair and the ugly, the old and the young,
all flocked to my entertainment. My owner took care to vary my performances as
much as possible; and I was really from habit become so dexterous in what I had
previously learned, and so easily acquired new tricks, that an endless variety of
amusements were presented to my London friends, for upwards of a month, when
curiosity seemed to be satiated, and attention to begin to flag.
During that period, however, I brought in so much money to my proprietor,
that he thought of nothing less than setting up for a gentleman, adopting the vulgar
idea, that property is the whole of gentility." Under this impression he ordered
a carriage, which was to convey us to the capital of the North; and from thence
we were to proceed to Dublin. But how weak is human foresight how delusive
are the best-laid plans My master at this instant was tottering on the verge of
ruin, and I was about to encounter a destiny which neither my knowledge could
predict nor my sagacity elude.







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CHAPTER VII.

A reverie of bliss, and the catastrophe-Bob is stolen into the army, and his master
pressed into the navy-Thoughts at parting-Bob not much displeased with his new
situation--Carried by his master to Jamaica--Sage remarks, and a dash of vanity.

"Of chance or change, oh, let not man complain,
Else never, never shall he cease to wail."

So says an illustrious poet whom I have often heard quoted; and with great
truth might the sentiment be applied both to my master and myself at this
conjuncture.
My owner, as I have just mentioned, was indulging the pleasing hope of soon
riding in his own carriage, and of visiting many places in the quality of a gen-
tleman, which he had begged through before. As he owed his present fortune and
his future prospects wholly to me, I was now constantly of his parties, whether at
home or abroad, perhaps out of apprehension lest I should be stolen. He did
not indeed carry me in his arms, or lead me in a string, trusting probably to my
vigilance not to lose him; but when we were taking an airing in the streets, he
often turned round to see if I was close at his heels, and if only two paces distant,
" Bob Bob take care," was constantly repeated in admonitory accents.
But now to the crisis. One evening, as we were taking our usual ramble after
the business of the day, we were met by what is called a press-gang, the propriety
of which I could never comprehend, in a country where men are free, and where it
would be more politic to allure them to their duty by rewards, than to enthral them
by force. Be this as it may; for though a dog of knowledge, I never dived into
the mysteries of government, as many puppies pretend to do One of the gang
recognizing my master, notwithstanding his present gay appearance, as an old mess-
mate on board a ship in the royal navy, and knowing that he did not wait to obtain
his discharge, immediately laid hold of him ; and informing the commanding officer
of the discovery he had made, the poor fellow was hurried away in an instant,
without being allowed liberty to speak, or a moment to settle his affairs. I was
preparing to follow him for better and for worse; but just in the nick of time a
sergeant in the Guards passing along, and seeing my confusion and trepidation,
naturally concluded that I belonged to the man who had been pressed; and thinking
that he had no longer any occasion for a dog, snatched me up in his arms, and
bore me away, before my astonished owner could recover sufficiently from his alarm
to recollect that the maker of his fortune was left behind.
As the military kidnapper, however, was hurrying along with me, I heard the
cry of" Bob, Bob !" and struggled to get free; but he held me too close to escape;







32 Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.

and making the best of his way, soon lodged me safe in his quarters. Thus my
master once more was compelled to have the honour of serving his Majesty in the
navy, while I became his servant's servant in the army.
I never felt any extraordinary attachment to the master I had lost, from his
want of kindness; but to him I owed my early education, and therefore some
degree of respect was due. It is too common for pupils, I am told, to conceive
they are harshly treated by those who have most zealously endeavoured to instruct
and to benefit them. This might perhaps be the case with me, though I was













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taught little which I ought to have known; yet I certainly would not have
voluntarily left him in his distress to follow a monarch in his triumph.
Had the sergeant been sensible of the value of the prize he thus unlawfully
secured, he could not have used me with greater kindness : bat, notwithstanding his
caresses, the plenty of food with which he supplied me, and the easy life I now led,
it was some days before I was reconciled to the change. By degrees, however, I
began to display some of those little arts which I could practise without a prompter;
and these ingratiated me so much the more, that his fondness seemed to be re-
doubled. I had never experienced, except from my first master, so much indulgence







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 33

before; and it would have argued ingratitude not to show my sense of his goodness,
by every method that nature had allowed. Dogs, indeed, cannot speak, and there-
fore they do not flatter; but they can feel obligation, and express it without the
intervention of language.
After I had been some little time in the possession of this soldier, a detachment
from the regiment was ordered to embark for Jamaica, and he amongst the number.
I had some cause to believe that he was offered a liberal price for me by his land-
lady; but nothing would induce him to part with me, and I was his inseparable
































attendant till we landed at Port Royal. During the voyage, I had many oppor-
tunities of witnessing the benevolence of his disposition; and I thanked my destinies
for consigning me into such humane and tender hands. I had also made many
friends among his fellow-soldiers; and not infrequently was I noticed by the
officers for my playful tricks and fancies : but none of them knew how to draw out
my native or acquired energies; and I was like many thousands among the sons of
men, whose talents are never developed for want of opportunities worthy of them,
or patronage to bring them into action. I now saw that learning and ignorance,
c







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bravery and cowardice, are the same thing to their possessors, unless they are
known and brought to the test. With superior acquisitions to most of the canine









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race, I was now valued solely for externals; and my master, though he seemed to
have a heart and a head that would not have disgraced a baton, had only been
promoted to a halberd.







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CHAPTER VIII.

A tropical climate and its effects described--Bob doubts if negroes are men, and argues
weakly--Reverts to his own dear self--His master taken ill-3Bob's attachment and
attention-A last debt is paid-Language fails.

JAMAICA opened a new and interesting scene to my eyes. Indeed, it was a new
world in every feature. The soil, the climate, the productions, were all different
from what I had been accustomed to view: and for some time the infinite variety of
novel objects distracted my attention, while the intense heat of the sun enervated























all my powers. I was constantly panting for the shade and when I found it,
could only repose in listless indolence. Yet though it appeared sufficient exertion
to support life under a tropical sun, I saw here many apparently human beings, who
were doomed to the severest daily toils; while task-masters urged them on with

From this spectacle I turned away with horror. I felicitated myself on being
born a dog, and not a negro, as these poor creatures are called. To be sure, they
had not the complexion of Europeans, and perhaps possessed none of the same
delicate sensibility; yet they walked on two legs like the rest of the species, and
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seemed to me to differ in nothing but in the colour of their skin and contour of
their face.
However, there certainly must be a fallacy in appearances; and these can only
be a particular, though singular, kind of animals, that are born to subjection, the
same as dogs or horses. Man surely could never tyrannise over his fellow-man
without compunction, nor dare to injure him with impunity. Be this as it may, I
most sincerely lamented the abject situation of the poor blacks; and I have often
heard my master express his indignation at the cruel treatment they met with.

















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Though brave against the enemies of his country, he had not a heart to see misery
in the unresisting; and often have I heard him repeat:

"Say, does th' eternal principle within,
"Change with the casual coour of the skin ?"

I cannot pretend to understand the meaning of this question, or to answer it. It is
enough for me to know that humanity is due to every thing that has life, and to
pronounce that the cruel and insensate must ever be unhappy.
But I am moralising on the ills of others, at a crisis when private woes were
about to overwhelm me. I had conceived the fondest attachment for my master,
and it appeared to me mutual. I was also much noticed by every person in the
regiment; and by every little art which I could devise I endeavoured to conciliate
the good will of all: but my owner possessed my undivided regard. Poor man i







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Teriter. 37

how often has he run to fetch me water, when lolling my tongue through heat! how
often has he taken me up in his arms, and carried me, when I seemed ready to
faint by the way !
At first he escaped the deleterious effects of the climate; and though many
disappeared, and I could not tell what became of them, he continued to be blessed
with good health and spirits; but being obliged to be put out on duty in the night,
he immediately after fell ill, and was confined to his bed.











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I could not imagine for a time what kept him from getting up, and going out
with me as usual. I had not been used to see illness, and I knew not the fatal
consequence to which it sometimes leads. I fondled round him, gently pulled the
bed-clothes, and invited him, by every expressive sign, to indulge himself and me.
He cast a languid eye on me, patted me, and shook his head; but seldom uttered
a word. I continued my importunity, however, till I discovered that he was no
longer able to rise. What I suffered at this reflection I will leave more eloquent
writers to describe. My heart was wholly devoted to my dear master. I had par-
ticipated in his joys, and I felt it m y to try to alleviate his griefs. I watched







38 MYemoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.
his looks; I wished to soothe his pain, or to share it with him. A word from him
now was music to my ears: the very sound of my own name was ecstasy to hear.
In this sad state only a few of his comrades kept up their visits; the greater
part never entered his room. The wretched, I found, have few friends, however
much they have deserved them. The selfish, the giddy, the unfeeling, shun the
presence of misery; and instead of consoling affliction and softening anguish, they
increase every pang by wakening the conscious sense of unmerited neglect, and by
an air of indifference, which rends the heart of unfortunate sensibility. But I speak



























With truth I can afrm, that for some days I did not leave my sick master's
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only of the human race: the GREAT PARENT OF ALL has given more honourable
sensations to dogs. The tie that binds them to the unhappy is doubly strong: in
the sufferings of a kind master they forget almost that they have wants of their own,
which nature imperiously commands them to satisfy.
With truth I can affirm, that for some days I did not leave my sick master's
bed-side; and, regardless of any thing else, sought only to prove my gratitude,
and to win his regard. The slightest blandishment, a look of complacency, was at
this time more dear to me than all the caresses of happier moments.







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 39

But, alas it was not long that I could enjoy these. He appeared to become
so weak, that I feared my little attentions grew troublesome, and I forbore to offer
them. I lay in passive silence, watching every motion, and alarmed at every sound.
I heard his groans-I saw his convulsive struggles I started up, and leaped upon
the bed; I licked his hand ; it felt colder than usual. His eyes seemed fixed, but
not on me. In a short time all was calm: he moved not-he breathed not I

I knew not what it was to die;
But knew my master did not sleep."

Over this sad scene I must cast a veil. It may be conceived, but cannot be
portrayed. I was forcibly torn from the body, and carried out of the room.









CHAPTER IX.

Bob falls into the hands of an officer-Defeats the artifice of a sharper, and excites at
once resentment and applause-Leaves Jamaica, and sails for England-An
unexpected rencontre, and its consequences-Bob presented to a young lady in
London.

THE night was passed in indescribable anguish, unconscious into whose hands
I had fallen. When morning arrived, I discovered that I was lodged in a much
gayer apartment than any to which I had ever yet been accustomed; but this did
not diminish my regret for my irretrievable loss, nor inspire me with the hope of
succeeding happy days,
At the hour of breakfast my lord appeared: he was the captain of my late
lamented master's company; who, having been informed of my duty and attach-
ment, was determined to reward me by taking me under his own immediate
protection. It was long, however, before I could be happy in his society, though I
was not insensible to his kindness. At length time with its lenient hand obliterated
some of the deeper traces of grief from my memory; and with a lasting regard for
my departed friend, I began to blend a sense of gratitude to my new protector.
Having much leisure, he amused himself with some of my native frolics; but
for want of opportunities to display my acquisitions, the greater part of my know-
ledge was concealed. One evening, however, my master having a card party in his
lodgings, a certain gentleman, who, it appeared, intended to cheat, secreted a card
under the table. My eyes were immediately directed to it, and I was desirous to
show the company that I knew something of cards as well as they. I accordingly







40 Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.
withdrew it in silence; and when the gambler wanted to effect his fraudulent design,
he found that the biter had been bit. Therefore he lost the game, and with it his
temper.
A search was about to be made for the lost card, when I innocently came
forward, and laid it at my master's feet. The cheat's rage against me knew no







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bounds; but my owner bade him take care lest he exposed himself more than he
had already done; and I was applauded by the rest of the party for my happy
dexterity in defeating a roguish attempt on their pockets. Still, however, it was not
suspected that I was an adept myself in the sublime science of cards !














It is impossible to record every adventure in this climate, and much more so to
recount every minute circumstance of my varied life ; I shall therefore only touch
on the most important.
After a considerable stay in the West Indies, my master took a passage on
board a man-of-war for England, and I had the honour to accompany him.
Though I knew not exactly our destination, I pleased myself with the idea of







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 41

revisiting my native land; and I was happy on any terms to escape from this soil
of slavery and human degradation.

"Yes, yet, degraded man th' expected day
That breaks your bitter cup is far away;
Trade, wealth, and fashion ask you still to bleed,
And holy men give Scripture for the deed:
Scourg'd and debased, no Briton stoops to save
A wretch, a coward; yes, because a slaveL"
CAMPBELL.

Nothing remarkable occurred during the first part of my voyage; but one day as
I was attending my master, who was taking an airing on the deck, I heard the call






















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of Bob Bob don't you know me, Bob ? repeated, as if by an old acquaintance.
On turning round, I instantly recognized my tutor, the very identical person who
had made me a DOG OF KNOWLEDGE, and who had been pressed into the naval
service, as has already been stated.
Do you know that dog?" asked my master. "Yes, God bless your honour,"
returned the sailor: if I had not lost him and my liberty at the same time, I
might now have been riding in my carriage." "A sad loss, indeed, my friend,"
replied the captain; "but in what respect was he of so much value to you ? On







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this the tar descanted largely on my talents, and in what manner he had rendered
them productive of profit and fame; and, in order to verify his assertions, he made
me go through my exercises, to the infinite amusement 6f my master and all
the ship's crew, though I confess I was much less adroit than when in daily prac-
tice. Nevertheless, I came off with applause, and was now the universal favourite
of the cabin, while my master set a higher value upon me than ever, and treated me
with the distinction due to my attainments. However, as he was a man of in-
tegrity and feeling, he resolved to make some compensation to my original
instructor. He immediately gave him a handsome gratuity, by way of acquittance
for all claims and demands, and promised to procure the poor fellow a discharge as
soon as he landed; which he did not neglect to perform.
We now reached the shores of Albion; and, as I loved my country, the sight
was no less grateful to me than to the rest of the ship's company. My master
carried me directly to London, and, as the most valuable present he could offer, put
me into the hands of a young lady of fashion, of whom he was deeply enamoured,
with such encomiums as insured my favourable reception, and made me almost
blush to witness, dear as the voice of deserved praise is, both to dogs and men.









CHAPTER X.

Bob delineates his mistress--I admitted into all her parties and secretes-Reflections on
high life, in the common spirit of low-life philosophers-Visits Bath and other
fashionable places of resort-Becomes depraved himself, and promises a bonne
bouce to his readers.

THE lady to whom I was presented received me graciously, and paid me
abundantly more attention than she did the donor. She seemed pleased indeed to
see him as an old acquaintance; but I soon discovered that he had made no im-
pression on her heart. Gay, giddy, and indiscreet, she appeared to have no
preferences except where she was neglected; and to evince no shyness except
where she was treated with marked regard. In short, she was a coquette and a
jilt; and being in the bloom of youth and beauty, with a large independent fortune,
and no other adviser than a foolishly fond mother, she thought she had a right to
be as capricious as she pleased; while the gentlemen were weak enough to tolerate
all her vagaries, which still more confirmed her presumption. To chain the wind,
or to still the waves, would have been as easy as to fix her to one point. She
veered in every direction, and assumed as many characters as there were hours in
the day. The captain dangled at her heels as much like a puppy as myself, but







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with less notice, while his business permitted him to remain in town ; and when he
was gone, I sincerely believe he was almost erased from her memory; nor did she
ever mention him but accidentally, when I happened to be the subject of
conversation.
I must do her the justice, however, to say, that her attentions were uniform, and
that I daily seemed to gain on her affections. I ate of the most delicate viands ; I
reposed on a cushion by her bedside at night; attended her toilette in the morning;
lay on a sofa in the parlour by day, and was carried by the maid when my mistress
walked out. On other occasions, I had the honour to be seated by her in the









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carriage; and, in a word, was a party in all her engagements, whether public or
private. Hence it may be supposed that I was admitted into all her secrets; for
well she knew they were safely locked up in my breast, and that, though I was
given to bark, I had neither powers nor propensity to blab.
But, notwithstanding the distinction with which I was treated, and the general
kindness I experienced at her hands, I felt it impossible to esteem her. When
tired with teasing her own species, she would frequently ke.-i ...'..p ri.n
her malicious ingenuity on me; and sometimes, when in a better humour than
ordinary, Bob was called to exhibit his tricks for the amusement of her friends. At
other times she would check my natural playfulness, and exclaim against the







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vulgarity of my manners, with many oblique hints that I knew not what it was to
keep good company.
To be sure, I had never fared so plentifully or been lodged so sumptuously
before; I had never been accustomed to such well-dressed people, nor witnessed
such polished modes; yet I had seen more happiness than now, and I verily believe
that some of my former owners enjoyed life more than she. The farther men or
animals recede from nature, the more they lose sight of the realms of joy.
An artificial existence is always surrounded with wants, and precluded from
tasting the most delightful pleasures of the heart. These positions were verified in
my present mistress to the fullest extent. Engaged in an endless round of fashion-
able amusements, fond of admiration, and a slave to forms, she did not appear to
experience any felicity from them, nor to be capable of living without them. But these,
perhaps, will be thought silly remarks, and inapplicable to the human race : dogs
cannot enter into the feelings of men; nor will Bob presume to be wiser than his
masters.
In the service and society of this lady, however, I saw much of the gay world,
and I hope profited a little by what I saw. If variety could have afforded gratifica-
tion, if splendour and attendance could have soothed the breast, she deserved to be
called blest; and as I participated in her fortunes, I may be thought unreasonable
to complain. But the retrospect affords me no delight, and therefore I conclude
that either taste or nature unfitted me for what is termed the beau monde. I was
bred up to the free exercise of liberty, and I found it ill-changed for the trammels
of form.
Tired of routs, plays, assemblies, and visits in London, my mistress set out for
Bath, where the same farce was performed, with little variation, except in change of
scene. From Bath she made an excursion into Wales; but not being used to
clamber over precipices, or breathe the keen air of the sublime mountains with
which that country abounds, she sighed again for change. Having it in her power
to gratify every propensity, to indulge every freak of mind, and her mother, who was
of the party, being too fond to counsel or restrain, she soon made a retrograde
movement to Bristol, and then returned to Bath. When the varied charms of that
gay place became quite insipid, and the fashionables were leaving it for a summer
station on the sea-coast, she could not satisfy herself with selecting any one in
particular, but determined to take them all in rotation, from Weymouth to
Ramsgate.







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CHAPTER XI.

Bob returns to London-A rout and a fire-Stolenin the confusion-In danger of losing
his life for the sake of his skin-Falls into the hands of a pettifogger, and conveyed
by him to a Gloucestershire squire.

HAVING run the gauntlet of dissipation round half the coast of England, and
summer being now elapsed, my mistress made the best of her way to the metropolis.
Here she continued tile same career of joyless amusement; uneasy when at home,
and dissatisfied when abroad. Admirer rose after admirer, as thick as mushrooms in
a moist, warm air, and nearly of as short duration; for she spread her net to catch
them, merely to have the pleasure of dismissing them with a frown, or setting
them at liberty by new engagements.
A great deal of company visited in the family, and sometimes very pretty crea-
tures of my own species were introduced, with whom I formed an agreeable
acquaintance, and as speedily dissolved it. Indeed, I partook too much of the
manners of my mistress, and began to lose some portion of that honest sincerity
which is the distinguishing characteristic of my kind.
Fortune, however, kept me from being quite depraved, by another turn of her
wheel. Amidst the bustle of a rout, early one morning, an alarm was given that the
house was on fire. It proved too true; and each made all possible speed to escape
its fury, by rushing into the street. On the other hand, a number of dissolute,
dishonest persons from the street presented themselves in the apartments, under the
specious pretence of assisting to extinguish the flames, but more with a view of
laying their hands on what they could carry off. In the confusion I was forgotten ;
and an ugly-looking fellow, seeing nothing else within his reach, snatched me up,
and carried me away to his miserable lodgings. I was soon stripped of my collar,
and confined in a hole with six other wretched curs during the remainder of the
night. It is needless to say I felt this reverse most severely, for I was rendered
effeminate by indulgence; and though ignorant of what was intended, I formed the
most horrid presages from a reflection on general appearances.
In the morning our gaoler came, and singling out his victims, despatched them
one by one for the sake of the skin. I expected every moment that my turn was
come to be butchered by the monster; but, knowing that resistance would be vain,
I resolved to attempt to soften his ferocity by submission. I looked at him with
an eye of pity, fondled round him, and solicited his regard by every artifice I was
acquainted with. I soon found that I had partially succeeded in my designs. "You
are a pretty fellow," said he; and hang it, your skin will be worth less than your
life. I will grant you respite till I see what I can make of you."
Life is dear, and the most miserable are willing to prolong it. I licked his
hand; I fell at his feet, and spoke my silent gratitude. Though in the possession







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of such a monster it was impossible to be happy, I flattered myself that I might be
reclaimed; that a reward might be offered for my recovery; or that I might be












































consigned for money to some person better able to appreciate my merits, and to
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In this I was not wholly deceived. A rascally attorney, who had -. :.'.'.;.:
brought this dog-stealer out of many a scrape, calling in a day or two after, in order
to receive instructions for a defence, took a fancy to me; and his fancy, in this
quarter, was sure to be complied with.
I was therefore readily consigned to this worthy limb of the law, who asked no
questions how my present possessor came by me, probably not doubting but that it
was very /.>., i lfra:,i the ;,. .'...':.. irnte'rith of his client. He took me to his
chambers in a hackney coach, and accommodated me in the best manner he was
able ; while I felt myself happy in any situation that delivered me from the terrors
which I had lately encountered from the assassin of my kind.









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Had the lawyer known how well I was qualified to ape his tricks in dexterous
finesse, and filching the property of others, he would assuredly have considered me
a most able coadjutor, and employed me accordingly; but, fortunately for me, and
perhaps for his own neck, my talents were buried like the diamond in a mine;
and I was valued only for my form and manners, which certainly had been
improved under my lady owner.
The vile perverter of justice, the rapacious kite, who was now sovereign lord of
Bob, seemed to preserve one gloomy uniform tenor of life; his only joy was to
excite contention, and his chief support to defend fraud and oppression. He
shrank from a good cause, but was ever ready to maintain a bad one. The former







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would have required no more than common honesty, and a little acquaintance with
technical forms; the latter was most congenial to his disposition, because it gave
an opportunity of displaying acuteness, and of gratifying malignity. His friends
were the dupes of his chicanery; his foes alone were safe. To trust him was to
be deceived; to avoid him was to be secure.
Soon after I came into the possession of this miscreant, I heard him read an
advertisement, descriptive of my form, breed, and colours, with a liberal reward to
those who would restore me to my late mistress. I saw him pause, and hesitate































what part he was to act. Like other villains, he determined on what was most
expedient, though not most honest. Had he returned me, some questions might
have been asked, as to what manner I fell into his hands. He therefore resolved to
reject the reward, in hopes of obtaining a better, at less risk. All this was con-
sistent with professional cunning, for nothing can be called wisdom that militates
against honesty.
After being confined to a musty chamber for a month, without once enjoying
the fresh air, or the sight of the verdant fields, I was put into a chaise, and conveyed
by my master into the country. Having travelled two days, we at last drove up to







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an ancient and respectable mansion in the county of Gloucester, where my worthy
owner had business to transact with the squire.
This gentleman was a keen sportsman, and understood dogs and horses better
than the licensed fraud of regular lawyers, or the swindling tricks of pettifoggers.
He had been duped out of a considerable property by his unsuspecting confidence.
Honest at the very core himself, he gave others credit for being the same. Hence
his connexion with my rogue of a master, who, fearing he had gone too far in
cheating, had brought me as a peace-offering, knowing his client's partiality for dogs
of my breed.
The squire seemed more happy to receive a spotted terrier, which was still a
phenomenon in his neighbourhood, than he was offended at paying five hundred
pounds merely for losing five thousand. Dear Mr. Quibble," said he, where did
you pick up such a beautiful creature? I will accept him with thanks, and use him
well. I have long wanted a terrier to amuse me in the parlour, and attend me in
the field. This is just the thing. Thank you again and again, dear Mr. Quibble;
this is a prize indeed." The lawyer bowed, and said nothing; and I passed with
sensations of rapture into the custody of a man whose honest countenance was an
index to an upright mind.










CHAPTER XII.

Bob discovers his learned ignorance, and sets about obtaining the knowledge proper for
a dog-Is taken into the field-At first entertains some strange prejudices against
the noble science of hunting, and, like a novice, wonders how the humane can delight
in giving pain-Is buried alive in a fox-earth-Recovered by Mr. Allworthy, his
master.

THOUGH I had passed through seven revolutions of the seasons in different services
and climates, I never felt myself in my proper element till now. With a beggar, a
show-man, a soldier, or a lady of fashion, I could display little of my natural pro-
pensities, and perform few duties from an original bias. Whatever I had hitherto
done to render myself acceptable, was in consequence of education; and my
education, as it must have already appeared, was palpably conducted on wrong
principles, and directed to improper ends.
I had not been long in the family of my new master, whom I shall call by his
deserved name of Mr. Allworthy, before I discovered my deficiencies, and set about
supplying them with unwearied zeal. I possessed indeed a thousand acts of address,
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and some prostituted acquirements which were unknown to any of the rest of my
species under the same roof; but in all the essential qualities of a dog, I fell in-
finitely below the veriest cur in the parish. My master, however, was as kind as I
was docile. He at once saw that my ignorance was involuntary, and that my desire
to learn was sincere. When he first took me into the field I was continually making
blunders; but being unintentionally wrong, and easily set right, my lapses rather
provoked a smile than resentment. I never erred twice in the same particular; and
I daily gained some knowledge that was to be of use to me in my present situation
and future destination. As a DOG OF KNOWLEDGE, I should have been regarded
only as a phenomenon, even had my attainments been discovered; but as a sporting
dog, every improvement I made, every service I performed, rendered me in reality
more valuable, and ingratiated me still more with my indulgent lord.
But though nature prompted me to engage with ardour in the chase, and grati-
tude bound me to strain every nerve to oblige Mr. Allworthy, it was long before I
could reconcile myself to blood, or feel that delight which I communicated to others,
in terrifying and tearing other creatures, which had the same original claim to the
blessings of life with myself.
The force of habit, however, is powerfully evinced in the pursuits both of dogs
and men. By degrees they lose that nice sensibility which makes them shrink from
giving pain, and even acquire those obtunded feelings that can receive gratification
from scenes of distress. My master possessed one of the best, the mildest hearts
that ever beat in the human breast; yet while the circumstances of the chase were
pictured in every line, I have heard him repeat with rapture-

"------ Now the poor hare
Begins to flag, to her last shift reduced :
From brake to brake she flies, and visits all
Her well-known haunts, where once she ranged secure,
With love and plenty blest. See there she goes ;

The sweat that clogs th' obstructed pores scarce leave
A languid scent: and now in open view,
See, see she flies; each eager hound exerts
His utmost speed, and stretches every nerve.
How quick she turns, their gaping jaws eludes,
And yet a moment lives, till round inclosed
By all the greedy pack, with infant screams
She yields her breath, and there reluctant dies !"

What anomalies and inconsistencies appear in human nature! A man who
would not willingly tread on a worm will imbrue his hands in the blood of his
fellow-men, if they happen to belong to a different country; and sometimes the
reputed rough and unfeeling sportsman has a tear ever ready for distress, and a hand
extended to relieve it. In the course of my eventful life I have frequently seen
this observation confirmed; and have been inclined to ascribe the effects produced
to habit and education, which pervert the natural disposition, and obliterate the
original distinctions of right and wrong.







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But such disquisitions are ill-adapted to my powers, and I leave them to be
pursued by philosophers : a race of men who, I have been told, are wiser than
others, or at least have the vanity to think themselves so.




















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To return. Having passed my noviciate in the field with applause, I soon
began to be distinguished as an oracle in the pack, and as an intrepid leader in
every difficult undertaking. Was the fox to be roused from his earth, I was the
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first to enter, and the last to retire. In this service I had well-nigh become a martyr
to my intemperate zeal. Pursuing my prey too eagerly through a narrow, sub-
terraneous labyrinth, I found myself jammed in, and could neither advance nor
retreat. It was some time before I was missed; and had not my master suspected
my situation, and employed several persons to dig for me, it is most probable I
should have never again seen the light, nor have been able to leave a public
memorial of my existence. Two nights, and as many days, I was buried alive,
without food and without hope but just as I was about to resign my breath from







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hunger and suffocation, I saw a glimpse of admitted light, and heard the voice of
Mr. Allworthy. He had attended the whole progress of my exfoliation with anxious
regard, and at last rescued me with his own dear hands from this horrible prison.
Nor did his benevolence stop here; for by a series of kind attentions he speedily
restored me to my former health and spirits. If in the sequel I had it in my power
t:) rIrr, t Iu I'i.o:.it, I oL rlnktl to destiny, which gave me such a sublime grati-
fication. But I am again straggling, and here must make a pause, in order to
recover the proper scent.







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CHAPTER XIII.

Our hero equally noticed in the parlour and the field-A favourable sketch of the
Allworthy family-Their happiness-The instability of fortune-A violent fever, and
a mad dog.

EVERY season of the year now brought its appropriate duties or pleasures; and days,
and weeks, and months, winged their way in one uniform course of agreeable
relaxation or busy engagement. On every occasion I was Mr. Allworthy's constant
attendant. In shooting or hunting, he found, or fancied, that my services were
indispensable; nor was 1 less a favourite in the domestic circle, when active pursuits
were suspended, and the toils of the day were recounted with fresh enjoyment round
the social hearth. At such seasons I rested on a cushion, or rolled myself up under
my master's easy chair; and when rational conversation flagged, I was frequently
addr-cl I r 1.1 ... writ.. t.:. k,1 .: .. ../,t which is apt to creep on the most happy.
A dog is never tired of attention to a beloved master ; his intimates and connexions,
when he is gloomy, disconsolate, or ill, may fly from his presence, or aggravate his
sufferings by their indifference and neglect; but the faithful dog, the steadiest of
friends, redoubles his assiduities to amuse in proportion as he sees they are wanted:
he is never weary of well-doing, nor discouraged by apparent disregard.


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I have already given a favourable idea of my master's general character; but
before I proceed farther, I ,lo ., '.I t .. i tin ;'i ll r: .1':'. I-'., Happy are
they who already resemble him, and fortunate will it be for those who are induced to
copy so fair an original! In every relation he was truly amiable; and being for-
tunate in his domestic connexions, all his virtues were brought to light, all his
'cqb t,_.-t._-i ..r display.
At the time that I fell into his hands, he had just completed his fortieth year.
By a lady, who was about five years younger, he had five children, two sons and
three daughters, the eldest about sixteen, and the youngest seven. Never was there
a .-.rc r i I -c I ,1 c l,5h_ -,. clr. .. ., ., ,' 1 c': the
mother; the sons possessed the mild but manly spirit of their sire. Each cordially
attached to each other, the links that connected them could only have been broken
by death. The love, the esteem of all were fixed on the father; while he
reciprocated affection to each without distinction.
Mrs. Allworthy, who I.: lc.i Ir ,,. ;_i,. .,,; family of fortune and
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was still a very fine woman. Her gentle manners, her cheerful disposition, diffused
a charm over everything she did or said. Never did I see a more dutiful wife, or a
more affectionate mother. Her whole attention was concentrated in the care of
her family, every member of which was influenced by the law of love. She knew
not how to contradict; she had no ambition for power; she felt no pleasure in
dress, indolence, or dissipation; but wisely regulating her conduct by her situation,
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As a sportsman, my master devoted much of his time to the pastimes of the
field, but he was by no means negligent of more important concerns. In the bosom
of his family he presented one of the most interesting objects I ever beheld. He
united the tenderness of his wife with the firmness of a man who knew how to rule
with discretion, n toi i->nike htr1 ri. rd.,l His decisions were prompt, because
they flowed from an honest heart adorned by good sense; and he was obeyed with
an alacrity that could only proceed from a due appreciation of his wisdom and worth.
The poor not only looked up to him as a benefactor, but as a guide and a director.
Hunting and shooting were suspended whenever a neighbour wanted his assistance







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as a friend, or his advice as a magistrate. He awed the bad by his authority, with-
out the least tincture of harshness; and encouraged the good by his example and
protection. In a word, he was one of those respectable country gentlemen, who
spend their time and their money within the circle of their immediate connexions;
who find their happiness in rural sports and domestic enjoyments, and seek no fame
beyond the district in which they reside. The farthest excursion he ever made was
to the county town; the only dissipation in which he ever engaged was in making
his friends welcome at his own house.
In such a family, had I failed to be comfortable, it would have argued want of
merit in myself. Perhaps I possessed less than I ought; yet my services were
















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highly valued, and abundantly rewarded. I knew not a want; I had not a wish but
what was gratified. Peace and prosperity long smiled on the household, and I
participated in the general felicity.
But the permanence, alas of sublunary blessings cannot be secured. The tide
of fortune will ebb and flow, independent of human care. For a great length of
time there was not one unhappy face in Allworthy's family. Everything went on in
an even tenor of peace, health, and ease; but in the clearest sky a storm will soon
arise, and the brightest sun be obscured by a passing cloud. To anticipate ills is
weak; to avert them by prudence is wise. They fell, however, on this happy family,
from a quarter that could not have been expected, and therefore were the more
severe. The eldest son, being violently heated in a fox-chase, fell ill of a dangerous







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fever. The alarm on his account, the tears that were shed, the distress that was
felt, are not to be described. The strength of his constitution at last prevailed over
disease; and after many weeks' confinement, he was pronounced to be out of danger.
But an incurable lameness, which never could be removed, seized one leg; and
hunting being deemed the primary causo of this afflicting malady, the hounds were
disposed of; and I, with only a few more favourite domestic animals of my kind,
were retained for amusement rather than use.
Scarcely had my young master recovered a moderate share of health and spirits,
before one of the hounds that had been parted with to a neighboring gentleman
happening to go mad, ran towards his old kennel. One of the young ladies of the
family passing the same way, was bit by him in the leg; and the distress and afflic-
tion which had just been mitigated rather than composed, burst out with tenfold
aggravation at this disastrous event. The proper remedies, however, being timely
applied, the dreadful catastrophe was averted; and happiness once more seemed to
smile on the mansion of Allworthy.










CHAPTER XIV.

Apostrophe to Adversity-Its fruits-A horrible accident-The miraculous instinct and
sagacity of Bob in saving his master-A pathetic recital of the means employed.

PAINFUL are thy shafts, 0 adversity but salutary are the wounds they inflict.
They recall the mind from transitory and fallacious enjoyments, and fix it on objects
of high import. They dissolve the fascinations of vanity, lull the throbs of ambition,
and draw into activity every generous quality that perhaps before lay dormant in
the breast.
The family of Allworthy were good and beneficent before; but misfortune gave
a still softer tone to all their virtues, and feelingly taught them, that the shield of
affluence is in vain opposed to the ills which constantly menace the human con-
dition. In them sympathy for suffering, antecedent to this crisis, was a principle;
it now became a sensation of the heart also. They embraced in a wider and firmer
bond, the sons and daughters of misery; and laid the solid foundation of security
from future calamity, or their support under it, in the conscious discharge of every
relative duty.
For a considerable period, the tide of prosperity again flowed with regard to the
Allworthys in its accustomed channel; and my cup of joy was full, from the re-
flection of their bliss. My master, in particular, was so sensible of my fidelity and







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attachment, that on every occasion he wished me to be his companion. I was
happy to frisk round him in the house, and more happy to attend him when he
walked or rode.' Did he pay a visit, I was constantly of the party; did he receive
guests, I was still admitted into their society.
One summer day, being engaged to dine with a gentleman at some distance, he
set out on horseback, without any attendant except myself. The afternoon was spent
in innocent hilarity, and the good humour of the company proved a sufficient
































excuse for indulging deeper in wine than had been usual. The entertainment,
indeed, was protracted till sunset; and the evening being fine, my master, on
..n _, fcli:ir ita... 1ii:Hf on the pleasure of a cool refreshing ride to a home
where all his affections were centered.
The first part of our journey presented no memorable occurrence. Nature
began to be wrapped ii her dusky mantle, and the voice of animals gradually to be
hushed, and distant echoes to be heard. By degrees a thick fog arose, and en-
veloping objects near and remote, left Allworthy to guess his road. Our way lay







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across a common, where coal had formerly been dug; and where by a culpable
negligence, the mouths of several pits still remained open.
Exhilarated by wine, and anxious to reach his mansion before the hour of supper,
my master spurred on his horse, while I followed close at his heels. In an instant
they both disappeared with a dreadful noise; and on looking down, I saw the
hideous pit into which they had sunk. I heard my dear master groan and exclaim,
"Good God I am lost for ever O my wife, my children I shall never see you
more."
It was not in my power to render the assistance required. I yelped round the
mouth of the gulf in distraction, and was ready to plunge in, that I might perish





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with him I loved best. But some wise and benevolent being inspired a happy
thought. I hastened from this scene of misery, and, scouring over the plain, soon
reached a cottage, of which I found the door open. Rushing in with wildness in
my looks, I seized a woman by her apron, and in a significant manner began pulling
her with all my might. Her children stood round the mother, waiting for their
supper, which she was preparing; and seeing a strange animal still more strangely
engaged, I was set down for mad, and every implement in the way was hurled at my
head. I whined, 1 fawned, I continued to pull; but the poor woman, though she







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afterwards confessed she fancied there was something extraordinary in my manner,
either could not or would not understand me, and I was obliged to retire in an
agony of despair, in order to save my life.
While I was running full speed, in search of some other habitation of man, with
the hopes of being more fortunate in my object, I chanced to meet a gentleman on
horseback with his servant behind, who appeared to be passing over the common
by the very road from which my master had deviated before he met with his acci-
dent. I immediately ran up and began barking round his horse to engage his































attention. It was still light enough to distinguish my figure; and I heard him
observe to his servant, "that I was some poor dog who had lost his master."
His pity gave me an earnest of success, and I continued my attention
and importunity, running round and round the horse, and attempting to lead
the rider to the place where my master was entombed. When the gentleman
came opposite the spot, and was in the act to proceed, regardless of the invitation
to follow me, I became quite frantic; I bit his horse's heels, and making him
plunge, had well nigh dismounted the rider. Providence, at this instant, put it
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into his mind that I must have some powerful object in what I did. He therefore
determined to follow whichever way I led. When I found that I had gained this
point, I showed my satisfaction by every possible sign; and running and looking
back with an air of pleasure, still invited him to come on.
We soon arrived at the brink of the pit. I ran round it; I howled; I looked
down; I made an effort to plunge into it. The gentleman now suspected the
truth : he called aloud, and from the bottom of the pit he heard a faint voice.
Immediately despatching his servant to the nearest farm-house for assistance, ropes,
and lights, he stayed on the spot, and endeavoured to discover who was below.





























My poor master was too faint to make himself understood; but the gentleman was
satisfied that some one, still alive, had fallen into the pit; and he evinced equal
anxiety with myself for the return of his messenger.
Sooner than could have been expected, assistance arrived; a rope was let down,
by which a resolute fellow descended with a light; and in a short space I had the
unspeakable pleasure of hearing that my dear master was not only alive, but less
hurt than might have been expected, though his horse was killed. Another rope
being let down, the intrepid adventurer fixed it under my master's arms, and gave
the signal to draw him up. In an instant both were again on the level ground;







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and the felicitations which took place, when it was known who had been saved
from such a horrible grave, were such as beggared all language. There was not a
dry eye on the occasion. I verily thought I should have died for joy. I jumped
upon my master; I pulled him away from the dreaded spot; and when he was set
on the gentleman's horse, and supported by his bold deliverer, I felt it the happiest
moment I had ever lived.
My zeal, my address, and the instinct I had displayed, were the theme of un-
bounded applause. We soon reached the mansion of Allworthy; and my fortunate
exertions being instantly published, there was not a person in the family but took
me in their arms, and clasped me to their breast. My fame was blazoned over the
whole country, and thousands came to see me. I was painted in the act of trying
to allure the matron of the cottage to follow me ; and I had the farther honour of a
place in the family picture. But the highest gratification I could possibly receive
was in finding that my dear lord was soon able to go abroad with me, and to hear
him declare, "that, as he owed his life to me, we should never part."












CHAPTER XV.

The grateful master and the contented servant--The French merchant and his dog-
Canine fidelity and Robespierrian cruelty.

THE services I had rendered to my master and his family were of a nature that
could not be easily repaid; but the grateful, the generous heart, by owning an
obligation, in some measure discharges the debt. I received daily proofs of in-
creasing favour; I had every return made for my duty and zeal that an animal like
me could enjoy; and I am sure that time will occasion no diminution of the general
regard-I now possess, and have long possessed.
To enhance the bounties that are showered on me in particular, my master shows
a marked predilection for all my species, and takes pleasure in reading to his family
and friends various recorded instances of the fidelity and sagacity of my race ; never
failing at the same time to make partial comments on my own merits, and
patting and fondling me as he proceeds.
From different authors, who, he observed, had hearts to feel for everything that
breathes, and who rank among the most eloquent eulogists of dogs, I remember







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hearing him give the following anecdotes. If I assign them a place in my memoirs,
it cannot be ascribed to vanity, for they make my services appear an easy task, but
to a love of my kind, which must be still more endeared to man by the display.








A French merchant, having some money due from a correspondent, set out on
horseback, accompanied by his dog, on purpose to receive it. Having settled the
business to his satisfaction, he tied the bag of money before him, and began to
return home. His faithful dog, as if he entered into his master's feelings, frisked
round the horse, barked, and jumped, and seemed to participate in his joy.
The merchant, after riding some miles, alighted to repose himself under an
agreeable shade; and, taking the bag of money in his hand, laid it down by his side
under a hedge; but, on remounting, forgot it. The dog perceived his lapse of
recollection, and, wishing to rectify it, ran to fetch the bag: but it was too heavy
for him to drag along. He then ran to his master, and, by crying, barking, and
howling, seemed to remind him of his mistake. The merchant understood not his
language ; but the assiduous creature persevered in its efforts, and, trying to stop the
horse in vain, at last began to bite his heels.
The merchant, absorbed in reverie, wholly overlooked the real object of his
affectionate attendant's importunity; but waked to the alarming apprehension that
he was gone mad. Full of this suspicion, in crossing a brook, he turned back to
look if the dog would drink. The animal was too intent on his master's business to
think of itself; it continued to bark and bite with greater violence than before.
"Mercy!" cried the afflicted merchant, "it must be so; my poor dog is
certainly mad; what must I do? I must kill him, lest some greater misfortune
befall me; but with what regret Oh, could I find any one to perform this cruel
office for me but there is no time to lose; I myself may become the victim if I
spare him."
With these words he drew a pistol from his pocket, and with a trembling hand
took aim at his faithful servant. He turned away in agony as he fired, but his aim
was too sure. The poor animal falls wounded; and, weltering in his blood, still
endeavours to crawl towards his master, as if to tax him with ingratitude.
The merchant could not bear the sight: he spurred on his horse with a heart
full of sorrow, and lamented he had taken a journey which had cost him so dear.
Still, however, the money never entered his mind; he only thought of his poor dog,
and tried to console himself with the reflection, that he had prevented a greater
evil, by despatching a mad animal, than he had suffered a calamity by his loss.
This opiate to his wounded spirit was ineffectual. I am most unfortunate," said
he to himself; I had almost rather have lost my bag of money than my dog."







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Saying this, he stretched out his hand to grasp his treasure. It was missing; no
bag was to be found. In an instant he opened his eyes to his rashness and folly.
"Wretch that I am I alone am to blame ; I could not comprehend the admonition
which my sagacious and most faithful friend gave me, and I have sacrificed him for
his zeal. He only wished to inform me of my mistake, and he paid for his fidelity
with his life !"















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Instantly he turned his horse, and c .;it .-.l t ,1.oI .,l1:p to the place where he
had stopped. He saw, with half-averted eyes, the scene where the tragedy was
acted; he perceived the traces of blood as he proceeded; he was oppressed and
distracted; but in vain did he look for his dog-he was not to be seen on the road.
At last he arrived at the spot where he had alighted. But what were his sensations 1
His heart was ready to bleed; he cursed himself in the madness of despair. The
poor dog, unable to follow his dear but cruel master, had determined to consecrate
his last moments to his service. He had crawled, all bloody as he was, to the
forgotten bag, and, in the agonies of death, he lay watching beside it. When he
saw his master, he still testified his joy by the wagging of his tail--he could do no







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more; he tried to rise, but his strength was gone. The vital tide was ebbing fast;
even the caresses of his master could not prolong his fate for a few moments. He

































stretched out his tongue to lick the hand that was now fondling him in the agonies
of regret, as if to seal forgiveness for the deed that had deprived him of life. He
then cast a look of kindness on his master, and closed his eyes for ever.






A few days Defore the overthrow of the dreadful Robespierre, a revolutionary
tribunal in one of the Departments of the north had condemned Monsieur R., an
ancient magistrate, and a most estimable man, on a pretence of finding him guilty
of a conspiracy. This Monsieur R. had a water-spaniel, at that time about twelve







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 65

years old, which had been brought up by him, and had scarce ever quitted his side.
Monsieur R. was cast into prison; his family were dispersed by the system of terror;
some had taken to flight; others, like himself, were arrested, and carried to distant
gaols; his domestics were dismissed; his house was destroyed; his friends, from
necessity or fear, abandoned him, to conceal themselves. In the silence of a living
tomb he was left to pine in thought, under the iron scourge of a tyrant, whose
respite from blood was but to gain by delay some additional horror; and who, if
he extended life to those whom his wantonness had proscribed, even until death
became a prayer, it was only to tantalise them with the blessingof murder, when he
imagined he could more effectually torture them with the curse of existence.
This faithful dog, however, was with him.when he was first seized, but refused
admission into prison; he was seen to return often to the door, but found it shut.
He took refuge with a neighbour of his late master's, who received him. But, that
posterity may judge clearly of the times in which Frenchmen existed at that period,
it must be added, that this man received the poor dog tremblingly, and in secret,
lest his humanity for, not his enemy's, but his friend's dog, should bring him to the
scaffold. Every day at the same hour the dog returned to the door of the prison,
but was still refused admittance. He, however, uniformly passed some time there.
Such unremitting fidelity at last won even the porter of the prison, and the dog was
at length allowed to enter. His joy at seeing his master was unbounded; his
master's not less; it was difficult to separate them; but the honest gaoler, fearing
for himself, carried the dog out of the prison, and he returned to his place of
retreat. The next morning, however, he again came back, and repeated his visit
for some weeks; and once on each day was regularly admitted by the humane gaoler.
The poor dog licked the hand of his master, looked at him again, again licked his
hand, and after a few mornings, feeling assured of re-admission, departed at the call
of the gaoler. When the day of receiving sentence arrived, notwithstanding the
crowd which curiosity, love, and fear collected around a public execution; not-
withstanding the guards, which jealous power, conscious of its deserts, stations
around, the dog penetrated into the hall, and couched himself between the legs of
the unhappy man, whom he was about to lose for ever. The judges condemned
his master; "and may my tears be pardoned," says the generous recorder of this
fact, "for the burst of indignation-the judges condemned him to a speedy death
in the presence of his dog!" Monsieur R. was conducted to the prison; and the
dog, though prevented accompanying him, did not quit the door for the whole of
that night.
The fatal hour of execution arrives with the morning; the prison opens, the
unfortunate man passes out; his dog receives him at the threshold His faithful
d'.'g a, '.. :ni,:,'.-t the thousands that revered and loved him, dared, even under
the eye of the tyrant, to own a dying friend He clings to his hand undaunted.
"Alas that hand will never more be spread upon thy caressing head, poor dog !"
exclaimed the condemned. The axe falls! the master dies but the tender ad-
herent cannot leave the body. He walks around the corpse; the earth receives it,
and the mourner spreads himself on the grave. On that cold pillow he passed the
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first night, the next day, and the second night: the neighbour, meantime, unhappy
t-t't iieeng lipa,'.. a.irtlics I. lail and, guessing the asylum he had chosen,
steals forth by night, and finding him as described, caresses and brings him back.
The good man tries every gentle way that kindness could devise to make him eat.
But a short time afterwards the dog, escaping, regained his favourite place. 0 man,

































give faith to a sacred truth! Three months passed away; during every morning
of which the mourner returned to his loving protector merely to receive his food,
and then retired to the ashes of his dead master and each day he was more sad,
more meagre, and more languishing.
His protector, at length, endeavoured to wean him. He first tied, then chained
him; but what manacle is there that can ultimately triumph over nature ? He
broke or bit through his bonds; again escaped; again returned to the grave, and
never quitted it more It was in vain that all kind means were used once more to
bring him back. Even the humane gaoler assisted to take him food, but he would







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 67

eat no longer: for four-and-twenty hours he was absolutely observed to employ (0
force of genuine love !) his weakened limbs, digging up the earth that separated him
from the being he had served. Affection gave him strength, but his efforts were




























permitted to associate with his master; as if, like the poor Indian,

"His faithful dog shall bear him company."
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CHAPTER XVI.

Sir Harry Lee's mastiff-The Newfoundland dog-Tray and his Friend-The wild Indian
d<.,- -'l h. -.,r ...i I'. ai t- ITi- -....r .Ih *I,c:;.I..r..!'s child- Bob takes his leave of the


SIR HARRY LEE, of Ditchley, in Oxfordshire, ancestor of the late Earls of Lichfield,
had a mastiff which guarded the house and the yard, but had never met with the
least particular attention from his master. In short, he was not a favourite dog,
and was retained for his utility only, a-id .lt fr.- ;io t -iri:,l ,,c d.
One night, as Sir Harry was retiring to his chamber, attended by his faithful
valet, an Italian, the mastiff silently followed them up stairs, which he had never
been known to do before, and, to his master's astonishment, presented himself in
the bedroom. Being deemed an intruder, he was instantly ordered to be turned
out; which being complied with, the poor animal l. l n %,.t,:ii g ll.!.,rh .,t the
door, and howling loudly for admission. The servant was sent to drive him away.
Discouragement could not check his intended labour of love: he returned again,
and was more importunate to be let in than before.
Sir Harry, weary of opposition, though surprised beyond measure at the dog's
apparent fondness for the society of a master that had never shown him the least
kindness, and wishing to retire to rest, bade the servant open the door, that they
might see what he wanted to do. This done, the mastiff, h ih .ia :,r ,:, f [tl ail ind
a look of affection at his lord, deliberately walked up, and crawling under the bed,
laid himself down, as if d..-:iloul t... i c sip i- '- i i il e.
To save further trouble, and not from any partiality to his company, this indul-
gence was allowed. The favourite valet withdrew, and all was still. About the
solemn hour of midnight, the chamber-door opened, and a person was heard stepping
across the room. Sir Harry started from sleep : the dog sprang from his covert, and
seizing the unwelcome disturber, fixed him to the spot.
All was dark; Sir Harry rang his bell in great trepidation, in order to procure a
light. The person who was pinned to the floor by the courageous mastiff roared for
assistance. It was found to be the valet, the favourite valet, who little expected
such a reception. He endeavoured to apologise for his intrusion, and to make the
reasons v.I i Il sdjield him, t.:. t1, I,; i. appear plausible: but the importunity
of the dog, the time, the place, the manner of the valet, raised suspicions in Sir
Harry's mind, and he determined to refer the investigation of the business to a
magistrate.
The perfidious Italian, alternately terrified by the dread of punishment and
soothed by the hopes of pardon, at length confessed, that it was his intention to







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 69

murder his master, and then to rob the house. This diabolical design was frus-
trated solely by the instinctive attachment of the dog to his master, which seemed
to have been :lr:ct:til :.i tin c:'.:t.::i,l by an interference of Providence. How else
could the poor animal know the meditated assassination? How else could he have
learned to submit to injury and insult for his well-meant services, and finally to seize






























and detain a person, who it is probable had shown him more kindness than hi.
owner had ever done? The ways of Heaven are dark and intricate. It may be
impossible to reason on such a topic; but the facts are indisputable. A full-length
picture of Sir Harry, with the mastiff by his side, and the words, More faithful
than favoured," are still to be seen at the family seat of Ditchley, and will be a
lasting memorial of the gratitude of the master and the fidelity of the dog.







70 Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.

One day, as a girl was amusing herself with an infant at Aston's Quay, near
Carlisle Bridge, Dublin, and was sportively toying with the child, it made a sudden
spring from her arms, and in an instant fell into the Liffey. The screaming -nurse
and anxious spectators saw the water close over the child, and conceived that he
had sunk to rise no more. A Newfoundland dog, which had been accidentally
passing with his master, sprang forward to the wall, and gazed wistfully at the ripple
in the water made by the child's descent. At the same instant the child reappeared
on the surface of the current, and the dog sprang forward to the edge of the water.
Whilst the animal was descending, the child again sunk, and the faithful creature



























was seen anxiously swimming round and round the spot where it had disappeared.
Once more the child rose to the surface; the dog seized him, and with a firm but
gentle pressure bore him to land without injury. Meanwhile, a gentleman arrived,
who, on inquiry into the circumstances of the transaction, exhibited strong marks of
sensibility and feeling towards the child, and of admiration for the dog that had
rescued him from death. The person who had removed the babe from the dog
turned to show the infant to this gentleman, when it presented to his view the well-
known features of his own son A mixed sensation of terror, joy, and surprise
struck him mute. When he had recovered the use of his faculties, and fondly
kissed his little darling, he lavished a thousand embraces on the. dog, and offered
S. . -- : L -

wassen nxousy wimig run ad oun te po whreitha diapeaed

















Ikissed his little darling, he lavished a thousand embraces on the. dog, and offered







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his master a very large sum (500 guineas) if he would transfer the valuable animal
to him; but the owner of the dog (Colonel Wynne) felt too much affection for the
useful creature to part with him for any consideration whatever.

























c. ed to pay
f h I' ,r i about

1% As k, pt Iiaincdtor, .- or, i ll.l: I( i ,c h super-
Snten-10 -c 1 hi; ii: v ilr : lie m as then

idi i Tic ,. .. e nc anicrgst his
C:l\.li:; whichh cho e to -,(t 0, tyrant,

Trl)-unmerctfully. The
0,' -ubm ltcd with
. -diiiir-lble I'.-rl-earance







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for some time, but his patience being exhausted, and oppression becoming daily
more irksome, he quietly took his departure. After an absence of several days,
he returned in company with a large Newfoundland dog, made up directly to his
tyrannical comrade, and, so assisted, very nearly put him to death. The stranger
then retired, and was seen no more, and Tray remained unmolested until the return
of his master. The landlord naturally mentioned the circumstance which was the
subject of general conversation, and the gentleman heard it with much astonishment,
because lie suspected that the dog must have travelled into Scotland to make known
his ill-treatment, and to solicit the good offices of the friend which had been the
companion of his journey back, and his assistant in punishing the aggressor. It
proved to have been so; for on arriving at his house in the Highlands, and in-
quiring into particulars, he found, as he expected, that much surprise and some
uneasiness had been created by the return of Tray alone; by the two dogs, after
meeting, going off together; and by the Newfoundland dog, after an absence of
several days, coming back again foot-sore and nearly starved.








In the neighbourhood of Wawaring, in North America, lived a person whose name
was Le Fevre; he was the grandson of a Frenchman, who, at the repeal of the
edict of Nantes, had, with many others, been obliged to flee his country. He
possessed a plantation near the Blue Mountains (which cross a part of the State of
New Ys..ri.rl', I. rc, rl..u.. ..-i, abounding in deer and other wild animals. One
day the youngest of Le Fevre's children, who was about four years old, disappeared
early in the morning. The family, after a partial search, becoming alarmed, had
recourse to the assistance of some neighbours. These separated into parties, and
explored the woods in every direction, but without success. Next day the search
was renewed, but with no better result. In the midst of their distress, Tewenissa,
a native Indian from Anaguaga, on the eastern branch of the river Susquehannah,
who happened to be journeying in that quarter, accompanied by his dog Oniah,
happily went into the house of the planter with the design of reposing himself
Observing the distress of the family, and being informed of the circumstances, he
requested that the shoes and stockings last worn by the child should be brought to
him. He then ordered his dog to smell them; and taking the house for a centre,
described a semicircle of a quarter of a mile, Tlr. 11lz I.. -1...:. to find out the scent.
Thc, hlad not g...r ft 1._.,- 1d ri:.,.o:.;: animal began to bark. The track was
followed up by the dog with still louder baying, -ii r i r1. r, i.l t; off at full speed,
he was lost in the thickness of the woods. Half an hour after they saw him re-
turning. His countenance was animated, bearing even an expression of joy ; it was
evident he had found the child-but was he dead or alive This was a moment of







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 73

cruel suspense, but it was of short continuance. The Indian followed his dog, and
the excellent animal quickly conducted him to the lost child, who was found
unharmed lying at the foot of a great tree. Tewenissa took him in his arms, and








































returned with him to the distressed parents and their friends, who had not been
able to advance with the same speed. He then restored little Derick to his father
and mother, who ran to meet him, when a scene of tenderness and gratitude ensued,







74 Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.
which may be easier felt than described. The child was in a state of extreme
weakness, but by means of a little care, he was in a short time restored to his usual
vigour.






In a village at the foot of Snowdon, a high mountain in Wales, there is a
tradition that Llewellyn, son-in-law to King John, had a residence in that neigh-
bourhood. The king, it is said, had presented him with one of the finest
greyhounds in England, named Gelert. In the year 1205, Llewellyn one day, on
going out to hunt, called all his dogs together, but his favourite greyhound was
missing, and nowhere to be found. He blew his horn as a signal for the chase, and
still Gelert came not. Llewellyn was much disconcerted at the heedlessness of his
favourite, but at length pursued the chase without him. For want of Gelert, the
sport was limited; and getting tired, Llewellyn retired home at an early hour, when
the first object that presented itself to him at his castle gate was Gelert, who bounded
with his usual transport to meet his master, having his lips besmeared with blood.
Llewellyn gated with surprise at the unusual appearance of his dog.
On going into the apartment where he had left his infant son and heir asleep, he
found the bed-clothes all in confusion, the cover rent, and stained with blood. He
called on his child, but no answer was made, from which he hastily concluded that
the dog must have devoured him; and, giving vent to his rage, plunged his sword
to the hilt in Gelert's side. The noble animal fell at his feet, uttering a dying yell
which awoke the infant, who was sleeping beneath a mingled heap of the bed-clothes,
while beneath the bed lay a great wolf covered with gore, which the faithful and
gallant hound had destroyed. Llewellyn, smitten with sorrow and remorse for the
rash and frantic deed which had deprived him of so faithful an animal, caused an
elegant marble monument, with an appropriate inscription, to be erected over the
spot where Gelert was buried, to commemorate his fidelity and unhappy fate. The
place, to this day, is called Beth-Gelert, or the Grave of the Greyhound.







The valleys, or glens, as they are called by the natives, which intersect the
Grampians, a ridge of rocky and precipitous mountains in the northern part of
Scotland, are chiefly inhabited by shepherds. As the pastures over which each flock
is permitted to range extend many miles in every direction, the shepherd never has
a view of his whole flock at once, except when it is collected for the purpose of sale







Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 75

or shearing. His occupation is to make daily visits to the different extremities of
his pastures in succession, and to turn back by means of his dog any stragglers
that may be approaching the boundaries of his neighbours.
In one of these excursions, a shepherd happened to carry along with him one of
his children, an infant about three years old. After traversing his pastures for some
time, attended by his dog, the shepherd found himself under the necessity of
ascending a summit at some distance, to have a more extensive view of his range.
As the ascent was too fatiguing for his child, he left him on a small plain at the
bottom, with strict injunctions not to stir from it till his return. Scarcely, however.
had he gained the summit, when the horizon was suddenly darkened by one of those
impenetrable mists which frequently descend so rapidly amidst these mountains, as,
in the space of a few minutes, almost to turn day into night. The anxious father
instantly hastened back to find his child; but, owing to the unusual darkness and
his own trepidation, he unfortunately missed his way in the descent. After a
fruitless search of many hours amongst the dangerous morasses and cataracts with
which these mountains abound, he was at length overtaken by night. Still wander-
ing on without knowing whither, he at length came to the verge of the mist, and, by
the light of the moon, discovered that he had reached the bottom of the valley, and
was now within a short distance of his cottage. To renew the search that night was
equally fruitless and dangerous. He was therefore obliged to return home, having
lost both his child, and his dog, which had attended him faithfully for years.
Next morning by daybreak, the shepherd, accompanied by a band of his neigh-
So...:r t:, : ;...k hIS;. child but, after a day spent in fruitless fatigue, he
was at last compelled by the approach of night to descend from the mountain. On
returning to his cottage, he found that the dog which he had lost the day before had
been home, and, on receiving a piece of cake, had instantly gone off again. For
several successive days the shepherd renewed the search for his child, and still, on
returning in the evening disappointed to his cottage, he found that the dog had been
there, and, on receiving his usual allowance of cake, had instantly disappeared.
Struck with this singular circumstance, he remained at home one day, and when the
dog, as usual, departed with his piece of cake, he resolved to follow him, and find
out the cause of this strange procedure. The dog led the way to a cataract at some
distance from the spot where the shepherd had left his child. The banks of the
waterfall almost joined at the top, yet, separated by an abyss of immense depth,
presented that abrupt appearance which so often astonishes and appeals the traveller
amidst the Grampian mountains, and indicates that these stupendous chasms were
not the silent work of time, but the sudden effect of some violent convulsion of the
earth. Down one of these rugged and almost perpendicular descents the dog,
without hesitation, made his way, and at last disappeared in a cave, the mouth of
which was almost upon a level with the torrent. The shepherd with difficulty
followed; but, on entering the cave, what were his emotions, when he beheld his
infant eating with much satisfaction the cake which the dog had just brought him,
while the faithful animal stood by, eying his young charge with the utmost
complacence !






76 Mkemnoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrie
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reached the cave, which the dread of the torrent had afterwards prevented him from
quitting. The dog, by means of his scent had traced him to the spot, and
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Memoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier. 77

afterwards prevented him from starving by giving up to him his own daily allowance.
He appears never to have quitted the child by night or day, except when it was
necessary to go for its food, and then he was always seen running at full speed
to and from the cottage.






These anecdotes made an indelible impression on my memory, and, I trust,
will find their way to every feeling heart. I well remember, too, that my master
frequently instituted a comparison between me and another faithful animal, which,
by nearly similar means, saved his owner from a watery grave; I but as his lingering
death in a coal-pit was much more dreadful in apprehension than sinking at once
into the stream, he always expressed his superior thankfulness to Providence and
his gratitude to me, its humble instrument, in rescuing him from a living tomb.
Having now no further services to perform than the reciprocal interchanges of
duty and love, and being too far advanced in years to render active exertions
possible, even if they were demanded, the reader can know little more of Bob, than
that he lived to such an age, and that, when he was no more, the tear of affection
bedewed his verdant grave. I therefore take a respectful and final leave of the
public; but in order still further to benefit my kind, I borrow the subsequent
beautcI. ul hles hi GII .. ,',- .1h;l I have often heard repeated in the family,
in order to inculcate a love of animals in general, and of dogs in particular.

How oft some hero of the canine kind,
A Cesar, "guiltless of his country's blood;"
A blameless Pompey, though for power designed,
Intrepid champion of the oppressed has stood
Now snatched a friend from the assassin's steel,
From raging fire, or from the whelming wave;
Now taught the haughty rational to feel,
The bold to fear, the coward to be brave.



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78 Ml1emoirs of Bob, the Spotted Terrier.

Thou animal sublime, we human call,
Who deem'st these attributes but instinct's sway,
Thyself sole-reasoning tyrant of the ball,
The rest, thy slaves to tremble and obey :

Virtues in thee are instincts in the brute;
Yet in these instincts, proud oneo! mast thou find
Plain, honest arguments, which oft confute
The subtlest maxims of thy soaring mind.

Art thou in doubt, and wouldst thou truly know
How far those virtuous instincts may extend?
Caesar and Pompey at thy feet can show
Th' unmeasured duties of a faithful friend.

Hast thou e'er followed friend with steps more true?
With nobler courage hast thou met the foe ?
And if that friend in anger left thy view,
Hast thou so felt the reconciling glow ?

Or if thou hast, 0 tell me hast thou borne
Insult unmerited, stripes undeserved ?
And didst thou both in meek submission mourn,

Or, if new proofs thy tyranny demands,
Wouldst thou see love o'er all those stripes prevail ?
Lo the poor dog still licks thy barb'rous hands,
When strength and nature, all but fondness, fail.

E'en the mute ass thy stoic pride contemns,
Who meekly bears each varied mark of scorn;
E'en he might teach the Christian, who contemns,
Lessons of patience might thy soul adorn.

Of all the boasted conquests thou hast made
By flood or field, the gentlest and the best
Is in the dog, the generous dog, displayed;
For, ah what virtues glow within his breast !

Through life the same, in sunshine and in storms,
At once his lord's protector and his guide,
Shapes to his wishes, to his wants conforms,
His slave, his friend, his pastime, and his pride.

Excell'd, perchance, in dignity and grace,
Or on the peaceful or th' embattled plain ;
Yet, oh what attributes supply their place,
Which nor provoke the spur nor ask the rein i

Lo while the master sleeps he takes his rounds,
His master's happiness his sole delight;
A wakeful sentinel, whose watch-bark sounds
To awe the rude disturbers of the night.

"Monarch himself, meanwhile, of some fair flock,
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Yes, mighty lord of all that move below,
Without thy dog, how vain the tempered steel,
Thy fate-winged bullet, and thy plastic bow,
And all thy arts to conquer and to kill!
"Without his aid, say, how wouldst thou oppose
The noontide ruffian, and the midnight thief?
Enthrall'd on every side by dangerous foes,
Who but thy faithful dog could bring relief?
But wouldst thou see an instance yet more dear,
A touch more rare-thy dog may still afford
The example high-go read it on the bier ;
If chance some canine friend survives his lord.
A while survives his latest dues to pay,
Beyond the grave his gratitude to prove,
Moan out his life in slow but sure decay,
Martyr sublime of friendship and of love.
From him who drives the pilferer from the gate,
To him who leads the eyeless to the door,
All prove, without the dog, how weak the great,
And with that constant friend, how strong the poor !
Then grateful own the dog's unrivall'd claim-
A claim not e'en the lion can dispute,
The proud usurper of another's fame ;
The generous dog shall be the kingly brute !






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