Memories . n (pq^^-z,o,^uL/l^ ai^jU^q a^tv^ iti^-^aJe^^. MEMORIES one fluttering eagerness. He leaped from lifeto life in one bound, without hesitation, withoutregret. Not one sigh, not one look back, notthe faintest token of gratitude or regret at leav-ing those good people who had tended him fora whole year, buttered oat-cake for him, allowedhim to choose each night exactly where hewould sleep. No, he just marched out besideus, as close as ever he could get, drawing us onin spirit, and not even attending to the scents,until the lodge gates were passed. It was strictly in accordance with the
Memories . n (pq^^-z,o,^uL/l^ ai^jU^q a^tv^ iti^-^aJe^^. MEMORIES one fluttering eagerness. He leaped from lifeto life in one bound, without hesitation, withoutregret. Not one sigh, not one look back, notthe faintest token of gratitude or regret at leav-ing those good people who had tended him fora whole year, buttered oat-cake for him, allowedhim to choose each night exactly where hewould sleep. No, he just marched out besideus, as close as ever he could get, drawing us onin spirit, and not even attending to the scents,until the lodge gates were passed. It was strictly in accordance with the per-versity of things, and something in the nature ofcalamity that he had not been ours one year,when there came over me a dreadful but over-mastering aversion from killing those birds andcreatures of which he was so fond as soon asthey were dead. And so I never knew him as 31 MEMORIES a sportsman: for during that first year he wasonly an unbroken puppy, tied to my waist forfear of accidents, and carefully pulling meoff every shot. They tell me he deve
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