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A Dog That Had Never Seen A Woman

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A half mile fartlier on we carne upon the camp of the men who were building the road. " Camp " is an elastic word. Ia this case it meant merely a smallpine grove, two big flres and some piles of blankets. Here the road ceased. As we halted, three doga carne bounding toward us, barking most furiously. One of them stopped suddenly, gave one searching look at me, put Ler tail between her legs and with a pitiful yelp of terror tvirned and fled. I walked slowly after her ; she would look back over her shoulder, turn, make one or two lunges at me, barking shrilly, then with the same yelp of terror run swif üy away ; at last she grew brave enough to keep her face toward me, but continually backed away, alternating her bark of defiance with her yelp of terror in a way which was irresistibly ludicrous. We were utterly perplexed by her behavior until her master,as soon as he could speak for ïaughing, explained it. " Yer see, that 'ere dog's never seen a woman afore ! She was reared in the woods, an' I ham 't never took her nowheres, an' that's jest the fact on't ; she dunno what to make of a woman." It grew droller and droller. The other dogs were our good friends at once, leaped about us, snufted us, and licked our hands as we spoke to them. Poor Bowser hung back and barked furiously with warning and menace whenever I patted one of the other dogs, but if 1 took a step nearer her she howled and


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Michigan Argus