ps be accounted for by the following anecdote, related in a
scarce old book, called "Sir Roger Williams' Actions in the Low
Countries," printed in 1618.

"The Prince of Orange (father of William III.) being retired into the
camp, Julian Romero, with earnest persuasions, procured license of the
Duke D'Alva to hazard a _camisado_, or night attack, upon the prince.
At midnight Julian sallied out of the trenches with a thousand armed
men, mostly pikes, who forced all the guards that they found in their
way into the place of arms before the Prince's tent, and killed two of
his secretaries. The Prince himself escaped very narrowly, for I have
often heard him say that he thought but for a dog he should have been
taken or slain. The attack was made with such resolution, that the
guards took no alarm until their fellows were running to the place of
arms, with their enemies at their heels, when this dog, hearing a
great noise, fell to scratching and crying, and awakened him before
any of his men; and though the Prince slept armed, with a lacquey
always holding one of his horses ready bridled and saddled, yet, at
the going out of his tent, with much ado he recovered his horse before
the enemy arrived. Nevertheless, one of his equerries was slain
taking horse presently after him, as were divers of his servants. The
Prince, to show his gratitude, until his dying day kept one of that
dog's race, and so did many of his friends and followers. These
animals were not remarkable for their beauty, being little white dogs,
with crooked noses, called _Camuses_ (flat-nosed)."

It is difficult to account for the origin of this breed of dogs. So
far from having any of the courage of the bulldog, which they resemble
somewhat in miniature, they are extremely cowardly. They are also
occasionally treacherous in their disposition, and will take strong
dislikes to particular persons.

The passion of the late Lady Penrhyn for pugs was well known. Two of
these, a mother and daughter, were in the eating-room of Penrhyn
Castle during the morning call of a lady, who partook of luncheon. On
bonnets and shawls being ordered for the purpose of taking a walk in
the grounds, the oldest dog jumped on a chair, and looked first at a
cold fowl, and then at her daughter. The lady remarked to Lady Penrhyn
that they certainly had a design on the tray. The bell was therefore
rung, and a servant ordered to take it away. The instant the tray
disappeared, the elder pu