This section is from the book "The Dog And The Sportsman", by John Stuart Skinner. Also available from Amazon: The Dog And The Sportsman.
Widely distributed and well known as this dog is, it would appear a strange omission to say nothing of him in a work intended for the use of all who have ownership or management of stables and horses, with which the Terrier is so generally and usefully associated.
In England a Terrier is usually an attendant of Foxhounds, and is employed to pursue the fox when he takes to earth; The huntsman is enabled to form an opinion of the distance he will have to dig, by the sound of the Terrier's voice, when he comes near the game. They are, every where, active enemies of vermin of every sort, but most particularly useful in rat-killing. Billy, the celebrated English Bull Terrier, was stated to have killed 100 rats, in seven and a half minutes Genuine Terriers are distinguished by no exclusive colour; but are divided into the smooth, and wire-haired* or Scotch Terrier. In moral temperament they are most remark-able for vivacity, and a courage that quails not in the presence of a superior force. On the contrary, like small men, they are very irascible and quick to take offence, even where none is intended; nor are they at all inferior to the most accomplished race of dogs in natural sagacity, not to say cunning. Mr. Adair, an Irish gentleman, resident of Baltimore, had one that would steal into his master's chamber, and repose on the middle of his bed, until he heard his footstep approaching, when he would quietly slip down behind the bed; and there, on the floor, pretend that he had been sleeping all the time. That he is very revengeful of injury, and knows how to form alliances for the purpose of retaliation, was illustrated in a remarkable manner, by a well-authenticated anecdote, related by Mr. Hope, of a gentleman in England; who, being fond of exercise, used to go on horseback from Staffordshire to London, allowing his faithful Terrier to follow him; and, for safety, while in town, leaving him always in the care of his landlady. On one occasion, calling for his dog, the landlady appeared with a doleful countenance, saying, "Alas, sir, your Terrier is lost! Our great house dog and he had a quarrel, and the poor terrier was so worried and bit before we could part them, that I thought he could never have got the better of it. He, however, crawled out of the yard, and no one saw him for almost a week. He then returned, and brought with him another dog, bigger by far than our house dog; and they both together fell on our great dog, and bit him so unmercifully that he has scarcely since been able to go about the yard, or eat his meat. Your dog and his companion then disappeared, and have never since been seen at St. Albans" On the gentleman's arrival at Whitmore, he found his little Terrier; and, on inquiry into the circumstances, was informed that he had been at Whitmore, and had coaxed away the great dog, which it seems had, in consequence, followed him to St. Albans, where they completely avenged the outrage committed on the Terrier.
Though in general opposed to all avoidable mutilation of domestic animals, as being for the most part unsightly in its effects, and sometimes extremely cruel, we con-fess we are in favour of cutting off a portion of the tail, and circumcising the ears of the Terrier. If done at a very early age, it soon cures, and gives him, ever after, a more blood-like and knowing look, better suited to his vivacious temper and the nature of his duties, which demand extraordinary sharpness- and rapidity of sight and action. Terriers often make excellent squirrel dogs, a sport, by the bye, which deserves more space in sporting annals than it has ever yet received. Who that has been " raised in the country," has not stored away among youthful recollections many scenes in squirrel, and hare, and raccoon, and 'possum hunting, to which memory likes to revert, and which he would delight, were it possible, to go back and re-enjoy.
It is well with the Terrier, while very young, not to let him encounter and be severely bitten by large Norway rats, - well-bred dogs have been spoiled by it. It is with dogs, as with other animals in this country, - there is too much reluctance to pay well for such as are of high blood. In England a thorough-bred stallion dog will command more for his services than a thoroughbred horse in Pennsylvania, and other parts of this country. Those who desire to keep every animal up to the highest mark of excellence, ought to encourage, by willingness to give liberal prices, establishments for breeding them.
An affecting instance of the sagacity of this breed of dogs is presented in the following scrap taken from a late English paper, the Kentish Gazette.
"On Tuesday evening last, Mr. Alfred Watts, the foreman of Mr. White, brickmaker, at Erith, went from home in company with his wife, and left her at the 'Plough at North-end with his brother, whilst he proceeded across the fields to inspect some repairs at a cottage. In about an hour after his departure, his dog, a small Scotch terrier, which had accompanied him, returned to the Plough, jumped up into the lap of his mistress, pawed her about, and whined piteously. She at first took no particular notice of the animal, but pushed him from her. He then caught hold of her clothes, pulled at them repeatedly, and continued to whine incessantly. He endeavoured also in a similar way to attract the attention of the brother. At last all present noticed his importunate anxiety, and the wife then said she was convinced something had happened to her husband. The brother and the wife, with several others, went out and followed the dog, who led them through the darkness of the night, which was very great, to the top of a precipice nearly fifty feet deep; and standing on the bank, held his head over, and howled in a most distressing manner. They were convinced that the poor man had fallen over, and, having gone round to the bottom of the pit, they found him lying under the spot pointed out by the dog quite dead, and weltering in his blood, having fallen upon his head. It was clear that from the darkness of the night he had mistaken the direction, there being no defined path, and by deviating about twenty yards, had walked over the precipice. The deceased, who was perfectly sober at the time, was a steady and industrious man, and was much respected in the village. He has left a family of three children. An inquest was held on Thursday, when a verdict of 'accidental death' was recorded." .
 
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