Page 129 - Jack's victory and other stories about dogs

man tried every art that kindness could devise

to make hint eat; but in a short time tlie dog,

escaping, regained his favourite place. Every

morning for three months the mourner visited

his protector merely to receive Ins food;, and then
returned to the ashes of his dead master, and

each day lie was more sad, in ore meagre, and

more languishing.

His protector at length endeavoured to try and
prevent Ins visits to the grave of his master.

He tied him up, but what manacle is there that

can ultimately triumph over nature? He broke

or bit through his bonds, again returned to the
grave, and never quitted it more. It was in

vain that all kind means were used to bring
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him back. Even the humane jailer assisted

to take him food, but he would eat no longer;

for four-and-twenty hours ho was absolutely
observed to employ his weakened limbs in digging

up the earth that separated him from the being

he had served. Affection gave him strength, but

his efforts were too vehement for his powers; his
whole frame became convulsed, he shrieked in