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Show A CLEVER CANINE. Ila Kitw a Good Doctor When lie Mot Ono. A good dog story is all the better for being true, as the following must be supposed to be, since it is related by lieu. D. H. Maury, in his "Recollections of a Virginian." The dog in question was a blaclt setter named Toots. For more than ten years he was one of my family. lie had his mouth on every Kind of game Hint ever wore lur i or ft-atbers. lie fonght with my greyhounds grey-hounds in many ;i wolf hunt, whipped every bulldog that ever attacked him, was bitten by a rattlesnane. and sprinkled by a polecat, and hud as much sense as many men and more principle. It was while he was hunting with me that he whs bitten by a rattler. I burned the place with gunpowder and earned him as ipiickly aa 1 could to a doctor. Tools had never seen him before, be-fore, hut he allowed him to cut away the flesh and burn him with caustic, only whining softly from the extreme pain. Some months after this, he got into a fil.'ht. aud was bitten on the same foot. I was away when it happened, and he went by himself to that same doctor, ami. silting upon his haunches, as he had bi'en taught to do, h.dd up the injured in-jured foot for the doctor's inspection aud treatment. |