THE FOX TERRIER
For huntin' the varmin reet clever was he,
And the house frer a' robbers his bark wad keep free,
Could baith fetch and carry; could sit on a stool,
Or, when frisky, wad hunt water rats in a pool.
Weel-bred Cappy, famous an'd Cappy,
Cappy's the dog. Talli-ho! Talli-ho!
A DOG that's fit for anything, badger or fox, rats or rabbits, the Fox Terrier is of universal distribution. We meet him on the show bench, spruce and well groomed, exchanging wordy warfare with his neighbour; running with the hounds, ready for any work that may chance, or at his master's feet in the smoking room when the doings of the day are recounted---no matter where he may be, he will make himself at home, in cottage or in hall, so long as there is sport afoot in the daytime, and a dry bed to lie upon at nights.
Talk about terriers takes us back many centuries. The worthy Dr. Caius, founder of the college at Cambridge, tells us about them, and a few years later we have old Turbervile's dissertation in
