eld of ice scarcely the thickness of a
crown-piece. Philip, though of French extraction, had decidedly Irish
partialities. He delighted in a glass of grog; and no matter with what
labour and constancy he had returned from retrieving, he still enjoyed
a glass of punch. When he had drunk it, he was in high glee, running
round and round to try and catch his own tail, and even then allowing
the cat to approach him, which he was by no means disposed to do at
other times."

When my daughter was in Germany, she sent me the following interesting
anecdote of a poodle, the accuracy of which she had an opportunity of
ascertaining.

An inhabitant of Dresden had a poodle that he was fond of, and had
always treated kindly. For some reason or another he gave her to a
friend of his, a countryman in Possenderf, who lived three leagues
from Dresden. This person, who well knew the great attachment of the
dog to her former master, took care to keep her tied up, and would not
let her leave the house till he thought she had forgotten him. During
this time the poodle had young ones, three in number, which she
nourished with great affection, and appeared to bestow upon them her
whole attention, and to have entirely given up her former uneasiness
at her new abode. From this circumstance her owner thought she had
forgotten her old master, and therefore no longer kept her a close
prisoner. Very soon, however, the poodle was missing, and also the
three young ones, and nothing was heard of her for several days. One
morning his friend came to him from Dresden, and informed him that the
preceding evening the poodle had come to his house with one of the
puppies in her mouth, and that another had been found dead on the road
to Possenderf. It appeared that the dog had started in the night,
carrying the puppies (who were not able to walk) one after the other,
a certain distance on the road to Dresden, with the evident intention
of conveying them all to her much-loved home and master. The third
puppy was never found, and is supposed to have been carried off by
some wild animal or bird, while the poor mother was in advance with
the others. The dead one had apparently perished from cold.

The late Dr. Chisholm of Canterbury had a remarkable poodle, which a
correspondent informs me he has often seen. On one occasion he was
told, for the first time, by way of trial, to fetch his master's
slippers. He went up-stairs, and brought down one only. He was then