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Updated: May 2, 2025
"Dinna finger it!" ordered M'Adam. "Shall! "Shan't! Wullie, keep him aff." Which the great dog proceeded to do amid the laughter of the onlookers. Among the last, James Moore was borne past the little man. At sight of him, M'Adam's face assumed an expression of intense concern. "Man, Moore!" he cried, peering forward as though in alarm; "man, Moore, ye're green positeevely verdant.
Had you passed close to the group you might have heard: "A man, d'yo say, Mr. Maddox? A h'ape, I call him"; or: "A dog? more like an 'og, I tell yo'." Round the old orator were Jonas, 'Enry, and oor Job, Jem Burton, Rob Saunderson, Tupper, Jim Mason, Hoppin, and others; while on the outskirts stood Sam'l Todd prophesying rain and M'Adam's victory.
Many an eye was directed on the handsome young pair who stood in it, conspicuous and unconscious, above the crowd: Maggie, looking in her simple print frock as sweet and fresh as any mountain flower; while David's fair face was all gloomy and his brows knit. In front of the wagon was a black cluster of Dalesmen, discussing M'Adam's chances. In the centre was Tammas holding forth.
Hucksters left their wares, and bookmakers their stools, to watch the struggle. Every eye was intent on the moving figures of man and dog and three sheep over the stream. One after one the competitors ran their course and penned their sheep there was no single failure. And all received their just meed of applause, save only Adam M'Adam's Red Wull.
He started by telling them how glad he was to see them there. He made an allusion to Owd Bob and the Shepherds' Trophy which was heartily applauded. He touched on the Black Killer, and said he had a remedy to propose: that Th' Owd Un should be set upon the criminal's track a suggestion which was received with enthusiasm, while M'Adam's cackling laugh could be heard high above the rest.
"Ay; strengthens their backs," the big man answered with averted gaze. M'Adam's chin went up in the air; his mouth partly opened and his eyelids partly closed as he eyed his informant. "Oh, ay," he said. "Gie him back to me," ordered the drover surlily. He took the puppy and set it on the floor; whereupon it immediately resumed its former fortified position.
Down at the bottom lay that which once had been Adam M'Adam's Red Wull. At the sight the little man neither raved nor swore: it was past that for him. He sat down, heedless of the soaking ground, and took the mangled head in his lap very tenderly.
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