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Fox-terriers
are
born
with
about
four
times
as
much
original
sin
in
them
as
other
dogs
are
,
and
it
will
take
years
and
years
of
patient
effort
on
the
part
of
us
Christians
to
bring
about
any
appreciable
reformation
in
the
rowdiness
of
the
fox-terrier
nature
.
I
remember
being
in
the
lobby
of
the
Haymarket
Stores
one
day
,
and
all
round
about
me
were
dogs
,
waiting
for
the
return
of
their
owners
,
who
were
shopping
inside
.
There
were
a
mastiff
,
and
one
or
two
collies
,
and
a
St.
Bernard
,
a
few
retrievers
and
Newfoundlands
,
a
boar-hound
,
a
French
poodle
,
with
plenty
of
hair
round
its
head
,
but
mangy
about
the
middle
;
a
bull-dog
,
a
few
Lowther
Arcade
sort
of
animals
,
about
the
size
of
rats
,
and
a
couple
of
Yorkshire
tykes
.
There
they
sat
,
patient
,
good
,
and
thoughtful
.
A
solemn
peacefulness
seemed
to
reign
in
that
lobby
.
An
air
of
calmness
and
resignation
--
of
gentle
sadness
pervaded
the
room
.
Then
a
sweet
young
lady
entered
,
leading
a
meek-looking
little
fox-terrier
,
and
left
him
,
chained
up
there
,
between
the
bull-dog
and
the
poodle
.
He
sat
and
looked
about
him
for
a
minute
.
Then
he
cast
up
his
eyes
to
the
ceiling
,
and
seemed
,
judging
from
his
expression
,
to
be
thinking
of
his
mother
.
Then
he
yawned
.
Then
he
looked
round
at
the
other
dogs
,
all
silent
,
grave
,
and
dignified
.
He
looked
at
the
bull-dog
,
sleeping
dreamlessly
on
his
right
.
He
looked
at
the
poodle
,
erect
and
haughty
,
on
his
left
.
Then
,
without
a
word
of
warning
,
without
the
shadow
of
a
provocation
,
he
bit
that
poodle
's
near
fore-leg
,
and
a
yelp
of
agony
rang
through
the
quiet
shades
of
that
lobby
.
The
result
of
his
first
experiment
seemed
highly
satisfactory
to
him
,
and
he
determined
to
go
on
and
make
things
lively
all
round
.
He
sprang
over
the
poodle
and
vigorously
attacked
a
collie
,
and
the
collie
woke
up
,
and
immediately
commenced
a
fierce
and
noisy
contest
with
the
poodle
.
Then
Foxey
came
back
to
his
own
place
,
and
caught
the
bull-dog
by
the
ear
,
and
tried
to
throw
him
away
;
and
the
bull-dog
,
a
curiously
impartial
animal
,
went
for
everything
he
could
reach
,
including
the
hall-porter
,
which
gave
that
dear
little
terrier
the
opportunity
to
enjoy
an
uninterrupted
fight
of
his
own
with
an
equally
willing
Yorkshire
tyke
.
Anyone
who
knows
canine
nature
need
hardly
,
be
told
that
,
by
this
time
,
all
the
other
dogs
in
the
place
were
fighting
as
if
their
hearths
and
homes
depended
on
the
fray
.
The
big
dogs
fought
each
other
indiscriminately
;
and
the
little
dogs
fought
among
themselves
,
and
filled
up
their
spare
time
by
biting
the
legs
of
the
big
dogs
.
The
whole
lobby
was
a
perfect
pandemonium
,
and
the
din
was
terrific
.
A
crowd
assembled
outside
in
the
Haymarket
,
and
asked
if
it
was
a
vestry
meeting
;
or
,
if
not
,
who
was
being
murdered
,
and
why
?
Men
came
with
poles
and
ropes
,
and
tried
to
separate
the
dogs
,
and
the
police
were
sent
for
.
And
in
the
midst
of
the
riot
that
sweet
young
lady
returned
,
and
snatched
up
that
sweet
little
dog
of
hers
(
he
had
laid
the
tyke
up
for
a
month
,
and
had
on
the
expression
,
now
,
of
a
new-born
lamb
)
into
her
arms
,
and
kissed
him
,
and
asked
him
if
he
was
killed
,
and
what
those
great
nasty
brutes
of
dogs
had
been
doing
to
him
;
and
he
nestled
up
against
her
,
and
gazed
up
into
her
face
with
a
look
that
seemed
to
say
:
"
Oh
,
I
'm
so
glad
you
've
come
to
take
me
away
from
this
disgraceful
scene
!
"
