g him, and it was the nature
of his breed to be fearless and stoical. And, much as he had been taught
by his white masters to hate and despise niggers, he learned in the
course of these thirty hours an especially bitter and undying hatred.

His torturers stopped at nothing. Even they brought wild-dog and set him
upon Jerry. But it was contrary to wild-dog's nature to attack an enemy
that could not move, even if the enemy was Jerry who had so often bullied
him and rolled him on the deck. Had Jerry, with a broken leg or so,
still retained power of movement, then he would have mauled him, perhaps
to death. But this utter helplessness was different. So the expected
show proved a failure. When Jerry snarled and growled, wild-dog snarled
and growled back and strutted and bullied around him, him to persuasion
of the blacks could induce but no sink his teeth into Jerry.

The killing-ground before the canoe house was a bedlam of horror. From
time to time more bound dogs were brought in and flung down. There was a
continuous howling, especially contributed to by those which had lain in
the sun since early morning and had no water. At times, all joined in,
the control of the quietest breaking down before the wave of excitement
and fear that swept spasmodically over all of them. This howling, rising
and falling, but never ceasing, continued throughout the night, and by
morning all were suffering from the intolerable thirst.

The sun blazing down upon them in the white sand and almost parboiling
them, brought anything but relief. The circle of torturers formed about
Jerry again, and again was wreaked upon him all abusive contempt for
having lost his taboo. What drove Jerry the maddest were not the blows
and physical torment, but the laughter. No dog enjoys being laughed at,
and Jerry, least of all, could restrain his wrath when they jeered him
and cackled close in his face.

Although he had not howled once, his snarling and growling, combined with
his thirst, had hoarsened his throat and dried the mucous membranes of
his mouth so that he was incapable, except under the sheerest
provocation, of further sound. His tongue hung out of his mouth, and the
eight o'clock sun began slowly to burn it.

It was at this time that one of the boys cruelly outraged him. He rolled
Jerry out of the hollow in which he had lain all night on his back,
turned him over on his side, and presented to him a small calabash filled
with wate