when all hopes of saving him were given up, the bark of a dog attracted attention, when there appeared a large Newfoundland.

He saw the little fellow in the water, and, with a low wail, ran to and fro along the wharf. Then, to the surprise of every one present, he sprang into the water and at once swam to the terrier, seizing him by the neck with his teeth. After swimming about for some time, he discovered a low place where he could land, about a hundred yards distant. For this point he headed.

When he reached his destination, the admiring crowd started on a run toward the rescuer. Upon landing his precious burden on the shore, the Newfoundland gave two or three sharp barks, and seemed to be proud of what he had done.

It was some time before the terrier was able to walk away. One of those who saw the strange sight took a handkerchief from his pocket, and tied it about the neck of the Newfoundland, saying: "This dog is mine, and I would not take a thousand dollars for him at this moment.'

Carlo belonged to a farmer in Connecticut. It was a common practice for the farmer's wife to send dinner by him to the men who were at work about a mile from the house. On one occasion two of the men, after cutting wood on one side of the mountain, went over to the other side. Carlo found an ax, which he seemed to think they had

left by mistake, and carried it home, a distance of half a mile or more. Carlo would lead a horse by a halter. He knew different tools by their He knew a few families, also, by their

names.

names.

One day the farmer, holding in his hand a letter, remarked, "I wish Mrs. Blank could see this." Carlo, unbidden, came forward, took the letter in his mouth, and carrying it past several houses, took it to the house of the

and presented it to her.

person named

In a remote corner of Texas there lived a lonely pioneer. He had a considerable flock of sheep which his collie, every morning, helped him to drive to pasture. The man sickened, and finally died. In the morning the dog came for him, whined and sniffed at the door of the cabin, but no one opened. Remembering his duty, the faithful creature drove the sheep to pasture, tended them, and drove them back at evening. This he did morning and evening for two years.

Herdsmen passing by thought the flock had only been left with the dog for a short time. Shepherds often leave their flocks in this way. At length, some settlers came into that region, and found the flock grown to a large one, still under the charge of the collie. Apparently,

every

time he had needed food, he seized the last of the flock to enter the fold or corral, killed it, and ate it as he required,

4. TWO CLEVER DOGS.

HERE is, in substance, an account of the remarkable travels of Mac, as given in 1887 by the Courant-Times of Hartford, Connecticut. The story has been tested by many persons and may be trusted as true. By the aid of a map of Connecticut any reader may trace the movements of the dog.

Frequent travelers on the Hartford and Connecticut Western Railroad have noticed a handsome shepherd dog in the baggage-car of certain trains. It is quite unusual for a collie to enjoy riding. Few are aware, however, that the dog is a regular and almost daily passenger on this road. He answers to the name Mac, and is owned by a lady in Falls Village, Litchfield county. Through some kindness which the train men have shown him, he has become strongly

attached to them, and this fondness is fully returned by each and every one of the men.

Mac turns out nearly every morning and jumps on board the train leaving Falls Village at ten minutes before six. At Great Barrington, Massachusetts, he leaves this train and awaits the down-train which makes close connection at Canaan with the Hartford and Connecticut Western train coming east. Here he boards the Hartford train and rides as far as Collinsville. The eastward and westward trains meet here, and he takes the return train for Canaan, reaching Falls Village by seven o'clock in the evening.

If, by any chance, the eastward trip is made in the afternoon instead of the morning, he fully understands that he must transfer himself to the west-bound train at New Hartford instead of Collinsville. He sometimes alights temporarily at Winsted, and becomes so deeply interested in what is going on about him as to get left; but he always overtakes his train at East Winsted, nearly half a mile away. His friends on the train provide him with food.

He makes all his transfers entirely of his own accord, and appears to understand fully where all trains meet. and also where and when the dif ferent connections are made. On Tuesday last he made his usual morning trip on conductor Hook's train, but on reaching Collinsville, where

he usually changes cars, he evidently decided to visit the city, and continued on to Hartford.

On the return trip in the afternoon he stood, as is his custom, in the side door of the baggagecar, and as the train swung with great rapidity around a curve near Hoskin's Station, he fell from the car, laming, but not seriously injuring him. It was the last train for Canaan that night, but he made his way to Simsbury and boarded the first train west on Wednesday. On Thursday he commenced his trips again as usual.

PART 2.

DEMO is the name of another wise dog. In answer to an inquiry about him, his owner writes that the sketch from the Cromwell Record here given does not "tell one tenth of the wonderful things that Demo has done. He treats us to some fresh exhibition of sagacity or human intelligence every day."

Demo is owned by Colonel Newton, of Cromwell, Middlesex county, Connecticut. He is a mixture of two very distinct kinds of dogs, the Esquimo and the Irish setter.

It is his duty to go twice a day to the railroad station for morning and evening papers. The train bringing the New York World reaches Cromwell at nine o'clock in the morning, and