He Certainly Made The Most Of
His Position; No One Could Say That He Was Lacking In Zeal.
The country to the right and left and far in
advance of me, crashing through furze thickets and splashing
Bogs and streams, spreading terror where he went and
leaving nothing for me to look at. So it went on until after
one o'clock when, tired and hungry, I was glad to go down into
a small fishing cove to get some dinner in a cottage I knew.
Jack threw himself down on the floor and shared my meal, then
made friends with the fisherman's wife and got a second meal
of saffron cake which, being a Cornish dog, he thoroughly
The second half of the day was very much like the first,
altogether a blank day for me, although a very full one for
Jack, who had filled a vast number of wild creatures with
terror, furiously hunted a hundred or more, and succeeded in
killing two or three.
Jack was impossible, and would never be allowed to follow me
again. So I sternly said and so thought, but when the time
came and I found him waiting for me his brown eyes bright with
joyful anticipation, I could not scowl at him and thunder out
No! I could not help putting myself in his place. For here
he was, a dog of boundless energy who must exercise his powers
or be miserable, with nothing in the village for him except to
witness the not very exciting activities of others; and that,
I dscovered, had been his life.
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