s absent, but that she was willing to accompany the
terrified women to their home. On reaching the house, they heard a
savage but half-stifled growling from the dog. On entering they saw
the body of a man hanging half in and half out of their little window,
whom the dog had seized by the throat, and was still worrying. On
examination, the man proved to be their neighbour the blacksmith,
dreadfully torn about the throat, and quite dead."

A dog, belonging to the late Dr. Robert Hooper, had been in the
constant habit of performing various little personal services for his
master, such as fetching his slippers, &c. It happened one day that
Dr. Hooper had been detained by his professional duties much beyond
his usual dinner hour. The dog impatiently waited for his arrival, and
he at last returned, weary and hungry. After showing his pleasure at
the arrival of his master, greeting him with his usual attention, the
animal remained tolerably quiet until he conceived a reasonable time
had elapsed for the preparation of the Doctor's dinner. As it did not,
however, make its appearance, the dog went into the kitchen, seized
with his mouth a half-broiled beefsteak, with which he hastened back
to his master, placing it on the table-cloth before him.

A few years ago, the public were amused with an account given in the
newspapers of a dog which possessed the strange fancy of attending all
the fires that occurred in the metropolis. The discovery of this
predilection was made by a gentleman residing a few miles from town,
who was called up in the middle of the night by the intelligence that
the premises adjoining his house of business were on fire. "The
removal of my books and papers," said he, in telling the story, "of
course claimed my attention; yet, notwithstanding this, and the bustle
which prevailed, my eye every now and then rested on a dog, which,
during the hottest progress of the conflagration, I could not help
noticing running about, and apparently taking a deep interest in what
was going on; contriving to keep himself out of everybody's way, and
yet always present amidst the thickest of the stir. When the fire was
got under, and I had leisure to look about me, I again observed the
dog, which, with the firemen, appeared to be resting from the fatigues
of duty, and was led to make some inquiries respecting him. 'Is this
your dog, my friend?' said I to a fireman. 'No, sir,' answered he; it
does not belong to me, or to any one