DOG-STORIES.
[To THE EDITOR OP THE " SPZCIATOR:]
Srn,—About a fortnight ago I was given a fox-terrier, on condition that if it did not suit me I should return it to the donor. Last Sunday evening I was sitting in the drawing- room with my wife, the dog lying on his mat by the fire. I said that I was dissatisfied with the dog, and should write and offer to return him. My wife urged me to do so then and there, and, after discussing the matter for a short time, I got up to pen the letter. As I did so, the servant came to take the dog for a run prior to turning in for the night. No sooner was the garden-door opened than off went the dog, full-speed, into the darkness, and has not been heard of since. He had always been taken out in the same way before, and had always come in on being called. Whether he understood the conversation I cannot tell. All I can say is that I can. offer no other explanation for his disappearance. My wife and the servant who let the dog out can vouch for the troth of these particulars. The letter which I wrote offering to return him lies before me unposted, "to witness if I lie."— I am, Sir, ctc.,
Lorraine Cottage, Malvern, October 29th. G. S. LAYARD.
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