ear."

"Then why ever do you keep that rooster?"

"Oh! I hopes some day to get a hen. I've had him five years. The last
manager of the mill gave him to me, but you'se sees he can't never go
out and walk around because of the dogs, so I just keeps he under that
settle."

Pathetic as were her efforts at stock farming, I must admit that my
sympathies were all with the incarcerated rooster.

The problem of the dogs seemed an insurmountable one. The Moravians'
records abound in stories of their destructiveness. Mr. Hesketh
Pritchard writes: "Dr. Grenfell records two children and one man
killed by the dogs. This is fortunately a much less terrible record
than that shown farther north by the Moravian Missions. The savage
dogs did great harm at those stations one winter." Among other
accidents, a boy of thirteen, strong and well, was coming home from
his father's kayak to his mother. After some time, as he did not
arrive, they went to search for him and found that the dogs had
already killed and eaten a good part of him. A full-grown man, driving
to Battle Harbour Hospital, was killed by his dogs almost at our
doors.

The wolves of the country only pack when deer are about. As a contrast
to our dogs, wolves have never been known to kill a man in Labrador,
so it would be more correct to speak of a doggish wolf than a wolfish
dog. It is an odd thing and a fortunate one that in this country,
where it is very common to have been bitten by a dog, we never have
been able to find any trace of hydrophobia.

A visitor returning to New York after a summer on the coast wrote as
follows: "One of my lasting remembrances of Battle Harbour will be the
dreadful dogs. The Mission team were on an island far removed, but
there were a number of settlers' dogs which delighted in making the
nights hideous. Never before have I seen dogs stand up like men and
grapple with each other in a fight, and when made to move on, renew
the battle round the corner."

Our efforts at agriculture had taught us not to expect too much of the
country. A New Zealand cousin, Martyn Spencer, a graduate of Macdonald
College of Agriculture, gave us two years' work. His experience showed
that while dogs continued to be in common use, cattle-raising was
impossible. Of a flock of forty Herdwick sheep given by Dr. Wakefield,
the dogs killed twenty-seven at one time. Angora goats, which we had
imported, perished in the winter for lack of proper food. Our land
cost so