. Guide book to the Mammoth Cave of Kentucky : historical, scientific, and descriptive. as we ; andour whistling was repeated, as if all the spirits of the cavehad been let loose for an ^olian concert. Plainly the dog was lost! William thought Brighammight track us as far as the river; but that on reachingthe water he would lose the scent and not try to swimacross. Lighting a freshly filled lamp, he set it on a ledgeat the entrance to a passage called Purgatory, by which,with only a little swimming, the dog might make his wayaround the river. Sadly we returned to the hotel, where the announce-


. Guide book to the Mammoth Cave of Kentucky : historical, scientific, and descriptive. as we ; andour whistling was repeated, as if all the spirits of the cavehad been let loose for an ^olian concert. Plainly the dog was lost! William thought Brighammight track us as far as the river; but that on reachingthe water he would lose the scent and not try to swimacross. Lighting a freshly filled lamp, he set it on a ledgeat the entrance to a passage called Purgatory, by which,with only a little swimming, the dog might make his wayaround the river. Sadly we returned to the hotel, where the announce-ment of the loss caused a sensation. Early the next morn-ing a party crossed Echo river, and there they were metby Brigham, who returned in the boat with them to thisside. Shortly, however, he again disappeared, and wasleft to his fate. iNothing was seen of him all that day. This time, ofdeliberate choice, he remained a second night underground. The next morning Jack, too, was missing, andwas found at the Iron Gate, exchanging experiences withBrischam, who was still behind the bars!. The Corkscrew. Mammoth Cave. 69 Our curiosity led us to examiue Brighams tracks. Wefound that he had followed our trail, step by step, his onlyguide, of course, being his sense of smell. Thus he hadtracked us, over soft mud-banks and mellow nitrous earth,ridges of sand and heaps of stone, from Echo river to theCorkscrew, by many a spot where a single misstep wouldhave sent the poor lonely creature plunging downward indarkness to inevitable death. On reaching the Corkscrewhe did not seem to have hesitated an instant, but climbedup through that intricate and hazardous pass, where mostmen would be in confusion even with a lamp and a map ofthe cave. I could not learn that the dog had ever beenthat way before; and when he went in with us he enteredby the way of the Deserted Chambers. By contrast with this perfect and fearless operation ofinstinct (which Prof. Brewer cites as a case of orienta-tion), the


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