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Updated: June 17, 2025
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue, Nor swifter greyhound follow, Whose feet ne'er tainted morning dew, Nor ear heard huntsman's hallo. Old Tiney, surliest of his kind, Who, nursed with tender care, And to domestic bounds confined, Was still a wild Jack-hare. Though duly from my hand he took His pittance every night, He did it with a jealous look, And when he could, would bite.
The spaniel, on hearing these words, gave a joyful bark, moving his tail back and forth in an excited manner, and then looked wishfully in her face. "He seems to understand what we say," the lady went on, glancing with some surprise at her husband. "I have no doubt of it," he answered, smiling. "Here, Tiney! here, sir!" The dog obeyed. "Do you know, Tiney," he asked, "that we are going away?"
She had already directed Anne, a woman who had long been in the family, to put Minnie's dresses into a trunk. What was her surprise, when she entered the room, to see Tiney sitting on them, the trunk being left open! Poor creature! He had taken this method to ascertain the moment of their leaving, probably that he might follow them, as he was sure they would not go without Minnie's clothes.
On the bed were Fidelle and Tiney, the latter nestled closely under his little mistress's arm. By the side of the couch, with his fore paws resting on the white counterpane, stood Leo, grave and dignified, seeming to realize more than any of them what a sad thing it was for Minnie to be lying there, instead of running over the grounds as usual.
Finding no notice was taken of his remonstrances, he pushed away the wrong domino with his nose, picked a suitable one from his own pieces, and put it instead, when they went on, and Braque won the game." "O, father, I mean to teach Tiney to play with me." "But here is a wonderful story about dogs."
She then gave her parents their good-night kiss, and snatching Tiney in her arms, went gayly from the room. In summer, Poll lived mostly out of doors, hung in a cage at the top of the piazza. Here she seemed very much amused at the various operations she witnessed.
In this way, he formed many acquaintances, and some very bad ones. An express-man used to pass the house two or three times a week, and was always accompanied by a large mastiff, a savage-looking dog, with a deep bass voice. One day, when the express-man's wagon was going by, Tiney began to jump up before the horses' mouths and bark.
When Minnie was in her eighth year, her parents went on a journey into a distant state, and she accompanied them; but though she pleaded to take Tiney with her, it was not allowed. The next summer preparations were made for another journey, and there was much conversation about it in the family circle. One morning, when they were discussing the time of their being absent, Mrs.
The next day, Minnie was walking through the grounds with her uncle, while Tiney and Fidelle were following at her heels, when the express-man drove into the yard. He had a cage, as Minnie called it, in his wagon, and she ran eagerly to see what it contained. How great was her delight to see a goat, and two cunning little kids, cuddling down on the hay at the bottom of the wagon!
The man spoke to the mastiff, who at once flew at the spaniel, and shook him thoroughly. Tiney cried out piteously, and walked back to the house a sadder if not a wiser dog. But he did not forget. On the day when the express-man passed again, he paid the visit, I have mentioned, to Leo, and in some way made him understand that he wanted to engage his services.
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