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regards. Jack considered himself entitled to precedence wherever he
went, and maintained it. He was a famous judge of upholstery, and the
softest chair or sofa, hearthrug or divan, was instantly appropriated.
This sometimes made the local dignitaries sit up a little. They might
be accustomed to the dignity of one of her Majesty's Judges, but
the impudence of her Majesty's "Jack"--for so he deemed himself on
circuit--was a little beyond their aldermanic natures.

I was much and agreeably surprised to find that the Press everywhere
sympathized with my loss of Jack, and many an extract I made
containing their very kind remarks. My room might have been one of
Romeike's cutting-rooms. Here is one I will give as a sample. I am
sorry I cannot positively state the name of the journal, but I am
almost sure it is from the _Daily Telegraph_.

"An item of judicial intelligence, which may not everywhere be
duly appreciated, is the death of Mr. Justice Hawkins's fox
terrier Jack. Jack has been his lordship's most constant friend
for many years. With some masters such a useful dog as he was
would have found going on circuit a bore; but with Sir Henry
Hawkins, who knows what kind of life suits a dog, and likes to see
that he enjoys it, going on circuit was a career of adventure. The
Judge was always out betimes to give Jack a long morning walk, and
when his duties took him to small county towns he often rose with
the farmers for no other purpose."

Here is another paragraph; and I should like to be able to give the
writer's name, for it is very pleasant at all times to find expression
of true love for animals, whose devotion and faithfulness to man
endear them to us:--

"Sir Henry Hawkins has my sincere sympathy in his great
bereavement. Jack, the famous fox terrier who accompanied his
master everywhere, is dead. Innumerable are the things told of
Jack's devotion to Sir Henry, and of Sir Henry's devotion to Jack.
I first made their acquaintance at Worcester Railway Station some
years ago, when I saw Jack marching solemnly in the procession
of officials who had come with wands and staves and javelins to
receive Sir Henry Hawkins at the opening of the Assizes. Jack was
on one or two special occasions, I believe, accommodated with a
seat on the Bench; and at Maidstone, when the lodgings caught
fire, Sir Henry rushed back at the risk of his life to s