never attempted to injure them), he
constantly came back wagging his tail, and appearing very happy at
those caresses which we, perhaps absurdly, bestowed upon him.

"About seven miles on this side of Kinross, in the way from Stirling,
he had been amusing himself playing these pranks, the sheep flying
from him in all directions, when a black lamb turned upon him, and
looked him full in the face; he seemed astonished for an instant, but
before he could rally his resolution, the lamb began to paw and play
with him. It is impossible to describe the effect this had upon him;
his tail was between his legs, he appeared in the utmost dread, and
slunk away confused and distressed: presently his new acquaintance
invited him, by all manner of gambols, to be friendly with him. What a
moment for Pythagoras or Lavater! Gradually overcoming his fears, he
accepted this brotherly challenge, and they raced away together, and
rolled over one another like two kittens. Presently appeared another
object of distress. The shepherd's boy came to reclaim his lamb; but
it paid no attention except to the dog, and they were presently at a
considerable distance. We slackened our pace for the convenience of
the boy, but nothing would do; we could no more call off the dog than
he could catch the lamb. They continued sporting in this manner for
more than a mile and a half. At length, having taken a circuit, they
were in our rear; and after we had crossed a small bridge, the boy
with his pole kept the lamb at bay, and at length caught him; and
having tied his plaid round him, it was impossible for him to escape.
Out of fear of the boy, and in obedience to us, the dog followed
reluctantly; but the situation of the lamb all this time cannot be
pictured; he made every possible attempt to escape from the boy, even
at the risk of tumbling into the river, rather than not follow the
dog. This continued till the prospect closed, and we had lost sight of
our new ally, whose unexpected offer of amity to the Dalmatian seemed
ever after to operate as a friendly admonition, for from that day he
was cured of following sheep."

Lord Maynard, some years since, lost a coach-dog in France, which he
in vain endeavoured to find. He returned to England, where he had not
long arrived before the dog appeared; but the mode of his return
remained for ever unexplained, though it is more than probable that
the dog's sagacity, when he had made his escape from confinement,
promp