h the bed lay a great wolf covered with gore,
whom 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.
"Here never could the spearman pass,
Or forester, unmoved;
Here oft the tear-besprinkled grass
Llewellyn's sorrow proved.
And here he hung his horn and spear,
And oft, as evening fell,
In fancy's piercing sounds would hear
Poor Gelert's dying yell."
The bull-dog would appear the least likely to combat with a heavy sea,
and yet the following circumstances are well authenticated: On board a
ship, which struck upon a rock near the shore, there were three dogs,
two of the Newfoundland variety, and one a small but firmly-built
English bull-dog. It was important to have a rope carried ashore, and
it was thought that one of the Newfoundland dogs might succeed; but he
was not able to struggle with the waves, and perished; and the other
Newfoundland dog, being thrown over with the rope, shared the same
fate. But the bull-dog, though not habituated to the water, swam
triumphantly to land, and thus saved the lives of the persons on board.
Among them was his master, a military officer, who still has the dog in
his possession.
Among the instances of sagacity, mingled with an affection for its
master, may be mentioned those cases in which the dog notices or
detects thefts, and restores lost or stolen articles to its master. An
acquaintance of Lord Fife's coachman had put a bridle belonging to the
earl in his pocket, and would have abstracted it, had he not been
stopped by a Highland cur, that observed him, barked at him, and
absolutely bit his leg. This was unusual conduct in the dog; but the
wonder of the servants ceased when they saw the end of the bridle
peeping out of the visitor's pocket; and it being delivered up, the dog
became quiet. It is well known that in London, the other year, a box,
properly directed, was sent to a merchant's shop to lie there all
night, and be shipped off with other goods next morning, and that a
dog, which accidentally came into the shop with a customer, by his
smelling it, and repeatedly barking in
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