A Pug's Intelligence

[Feb. 1, 1890.]

Several newspaper cuttings have been sent to me with the story of my dog

which appeared in the Spectator of January 18th, and one or two of

them suggest a doubt as to the veracity of the story. I write,

therefore, to tell you that it is literally true, only that the

policeman was away for his holiday instead of having influenza, and the

case came off on Tuesday instead of Saturday. My dog
s a pug, a very

choice specimen of his kind, and was given to me by the late Dr. Wakley,

editor of the Lancet, who was a great connoisseur in dogs. His

intelligence is really marvellous, and he has done many things as

extraordinary as the one related by Miss Wood.

He is devotedly attached to my baby, and always accompanies me in my

morning visit to the nursery. On one occasion the child (who is just as

fond of him as he is of her) was very ill, and for three weeks was

unconscious. As soon as this was the case, the dog ceased to go near

the nursery, as if by instinct he knew he would not be noticed. Mr.

Walters from Reading was attending the baby, and the dog soon got to

know the time he paid his visits. He would watch him upstairs, and when

he came down listen most attentively to his report. At length the child

was pronounced out of danger. The very next morning, up went master Sam,

made his way straight to the child's cot, and stood on his hind legs to

be caressed. Although she had taken no notice of any one for some time,

she seemed to know the dog, and tried to move her hand towards him to be

licked. He quite understood the action, licked the little hand lovingly,

and then trotted contentedly away. After this he went up to see her

regularly, as he had been accustomed to do. He is quite a character in

the town, and nearly every one knows Sammy Weller.

Before I had this dog, I always thought I understood the difference

between reason and instinct, but his intelligence has quite puzzled me.