trophy, and on arriving at the kennel would put
it down at the kennel door. In this way he must have imposed a severe
task on himself, as the pack had frequently twenty miles to go home
when the chase was over. The weight was not indeed great; but the
dog's mouth being distended the whole time must have made the task
anything but a pleasant one.
Some hounds are possessed of extraordinary instinct, which enables
them to find their way back to their kennels over country which they
had never before traversed. When George III. kept hounds in the Home
Park, Windsor, General Manners, one of the equerries, took a hound
named Bustler with him in his carriage to London. He remained there a
few days, and then travelled to Bloxholm in Lincolnshire, the dog
being still his companion inside the carriage. In less than a month,
however, Bustler found his way back to Frogmore.
The captain of a vessel informed me that he had once picked up a dog
in mid-channel between Brighton and Calais, swimming boldly and
strongly towards the French coast. If this dog was endeavouring to
make his way back to a beloved master, it was an extraordinary
instance of affection.
A few years ago some hounds were embarked at Liverpool for Ireland,
and were safely delivered at a kennel far up in that country. One of
them, not probably liking his quarters, found his way back to the port
at which he had been landed from Liverpool. On arriving at it, some
troops were being embarked in a ship bound to that place. This was a
fortunate circumstance for the old hound, as during the bustle he was
not noticed. He safely arrived at Liverpool, and on his old master, or
huntsman rather, coming down stairs one morning, he recognised his
former acquaintance waiting to greet him.
A similar circumstance happened to some hounds sent by the late Lord
Lonsdale to Ireland. Three of them escaped from the kennel in that
country, and made their appearance again in Leicestershire.
The love of home, or most probably affection for a particular
individual, must be strongly implanted in dogs to induce them to
search over unexplored and unknown regions for the being and home they
love. Hunger, it might be supposed, would alone stop the ardour of
their pursuit, and induce them to seek for nourishment and shelter at
a stranger's door. But such is not the case. Hungry, foot-sore,
fatigued, and exhausted, the noble and faithful animal presses onward,
guided by an instinct which man
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