ughout the
country; but generally the haughty Newfoundland treated this ignoble
race in that contemptuous style in which great dogs are wont to
treat little ones. When the dog returned from the baker's shop, he
used to be regularly served with his dinner, and went peaceably on
house-duty for the rest of the day.
One day, however, he returned with his coat dirtied and his ears
scratched, having been subjected to a combined attack of the curs
while he had charge of his towel and bread, and so could not defend
himself. Instead of waiting for his dinner as usual, he laid down his
charge somewhat sulkily, and marched off; and, upon looking after him,
it was observed that he was crossing the intervening hollow in a
straight line for the house of the farmer, or rather on an embassy to
the farmer's mastiff. The farmer's people noticed this unusual visit,
which they were induced to do from its being a meeting of peace
between those who had habitually been belligerents. After some
intercourse, of which no interpretation could be given, the two set
off together in the direction of the mill; and having arrived there,
they in brief space engaged the miller's bull-dog as an ally.
The straight road to the village where the indignity had been offered
to the Newfoundland dog passed immediately in front of his master's
house, but there was a more private and more circuitous road by the
back of the mill. The three took this road, reached the village,
scoured it in great wrath, putting to the tooth every cur they could
get sight of; and having taken their revenge, and washed themselves in
a ditch, they returned, each dog to the abode of his master; and,
when any two of them happened to meet afterwards, they displayed the
same pugnacity as they had done previous to this joint expedition.
There is a well-authenticated anecdote of two dogs at Donaghadee, in
which the instinctive daring of the one by the other caused a
friendship, and, as it should seem, a kind of lamentation for the
dead, after one of them had paid the debt of nature. This happened
while the Government harbour or pier for the packets at Donaghadee was
in the course of building, and it took place in the sight of several
witnesses. The one dog in this case was also a Newfoundland, and the
other was a mastiff. They were both powerful dogs; and though each was
good-natured when alone, they were very much in the habit of fighting
when they met. One day they had a fierce and
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