. Lives of the hunted, containing a true account of the doings of five quadrupeds & three birds, and in elucidation of the same, over 200 drawings . e saw less of the Coyote, for thereason that he moved a mile up-stream too, 220 Chink: The Development of a Pup and, like all bullies who are unopposed, grewmore insolent and tyrannical every day, untilpoor little Chinks life became at last a veri-table reign of terror, at which his master merelylaughed. Aubrey gave it out that he had moved campto get better Horse-feed. It soon turned out,however, that he wanted to be alone while heenjoyed the con
. Lives of the hunted, containing a true account of the doings of five quadrupeds & three birds, and in elucidation of the same, over 200 drawings . e saw less of the Coyote, for thereason that he moved a mile up-stream too, 220 Chink: The Development of a Pup and, like all bullies who are unopposed, grewmore insolent and tyrannical every day, untilpoor little Chinks life became at last a veri-table reign of terror, at which his master merelylaughed. Aubrey gave it out that he had moved campto get better Horse-feed. It soon turned out,however, that he wanted to be alone while heenjoyed the contents of a whiskey-flask that hehad obtained somewhere. But one flask was amere starter for him. The second day hemounted his Horse, said, Chink, you watchthe tent, and rode away over the mountainsto the nearest saloon, leaving Chink obedientlycurled up on some sacking. Ill Now, with all his puppyish silliness. Chink wasa faithful watch-dog, and his master knew thathe would take care of the tent as well as he that afternoon a passing mountaineercame along. When he was within shoutingdistance he stopped, as is customary, andshouted:. Chink: The Development of a Pup Hello there, Bill! Oh, Bill! But getting no answer, he went up to thedoor, and there was met by an odd-lookingPurp with his bristles all on end ; and Chink,for of course it was he, warned him in manyfierce growls to keep away. The mountaineer understood the situationand went on. Evening came, and no masterto relieve Chink, who was now getting veryhungry. There was some bacon in the tent wrappedin a bag, but that was sacred. His master hadtold him to watch it, and Chink would havestarved rather than touch it. He ventured out on the flat in hope of find-ing a mouse or something to stay the pangs ofhunger, when suddenly he was pounced on bythat brute of a Coyote, and the old chase wasrepeated as Chink dashed back to the tent. There a change came over him. The re-membrance of his duty seemed suddenly toalter hi
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