he cur yelled. The tailor came slipshod with his
goose to the rescue, and flung it at the sheep-dog, but missed him,
and did not venture to pick it up till the castigation was over.

And here I cannot do better than introduce Dr. Walcot's (Peter Pindar)
charming lines on "The Old Shepherd's Dog:"--

"The old shepherd's dog, like his master, was grey,
His teeth all departed, and feeble his tongue;
Yet where'er Corin went he was follow'd by Tray:
Thus happy through life did they hobble along.

When fatigued on the grass the shepherd would lie
For a nap in the sun, 'midst his slumbers so sweet
His faithful companion crawl'd constantly nigh,
Placed his head on his lap, or laid down at his feet.

When winter was heard on the hill and the plain,
When torrents descended, and cold was the wind;
If Corin went forth 'mid the tempest and rain,
Tray scorn'd to be left in the chimney behind.

At length, in the straw, Tray made his last bed--
For vain against death is the stoutest endeavour--
To lick Corin's hand he rear'd up his weak head,
Then fell back, closed his eyes, and ah! closed them for ever.

Not long after Tray did the shepherd remain,
Who oft o'er his grave with true sorrow would bend;
And when dying, thus feebly was heard the poor swain,
'O bury me, neighbours, beside my old friend!'"

There can be little doubt but that the dog I have been describing is
possessed of almost human sagacity. The following is an extraordinary
instance of it. It is related by Dr. Anderson:--

A young farmer in the neighbourhood of Innerleithen, whose
circumstances were supposed to be good, and who was connected with
many of the best store-farming families in the county, had been
tempted to commit some extensive depredations upon the flocks of his
neighbours, in which he was assisted by his shepherd. The pastoral
farms of Tweeddale, which generally consist each of a certain range of
hilly ground, had in those days no enclosures: their boundaries were
indicated only by the natural features of the country. The sheep were,
accordingly, liable to wander, and to become intermixed with each
other; and at every reckoning of a flock a certain allowance had to be
made for this, as for other contingencies. For some time Mr. William
Gibson, tenant in Newby, an extensive farm stretching from the
neighbourhood of Peebles to the borders of Selkirkshire, had remarked