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Updated: June 19, 2025
We came to Umballa in the hot misty dawn, four or five men, who had been working hard fox eleven months, shouting for our dales the two-horse travelling carriages that were to take us up to Kalka at the foot of the Hills. It was all new to Garm. He did not understand carriages where you lay at full length on your bedding, but Vixen knew and hopped into her place at once; Garin following.
Come along Garm!" and Garm would shift one forepaw over the other, and curl himself round, leaving Bob to whine at a most uninterested back. The office was nearly as cheerful as a tomb in those days. Once, and only once, did I see Garm at all contented with his surroundings. Vixen, of course, knew better than to take food from soldiers, and, besides, she had just finished her breakfast.
The Eagle Hræsvelgur screamed on the edge of heaven. Then the skies were cloven, and the tree Ygdrassil was shaken in all its roots. To the place where the Gods had drawn up their ranks came the ship of Jötunheim and the ship of Hel, came the riders of Muspelheim, and Garm, the hound with blood upon his jaws. And out of the sea that now surrounded the plain of Vigard the serpent Jörmungand came.
So he went over to my house in his dog-cart with the retriever; and on the way I told him the story of Garm. "I was wondering where that brute had gone to. He's the best dog in the regiment," said my friend. "I offered the little fellow twenty rupees for him a month ago. But he's a hostage, you say, for Stanley's good conduct. Stanley's one of the best men I have when he chooses."
We went down to tea at the rest-house, where Stanley stuffed himself with sardines and raspberry jam, and beer, and cold mutton and pickles, when Garm wasn't climbing over him; and then Vixen and I went on. Garm saw how it was at once. He said good-bye to me three times, giving me both paws one after another, and leaping on to my shoulder.
Vixen had gone up to the Hills with me five times before; and she appreciated the cold and the damp and the beautiful wood fires there as much as I did. "Garm," I said, "we are going back to Stanley at Kasauli. Kasauli Stanley; Stanley Kasauli." And I repeated it twenty times. It was not Kasauli really, but another place.
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