A COLLIE AT WORK.
[To TER EDITOR OF TER "SPECTATOR."] SIR,—We stood at the bottom of a deep valley with the hills rising abruptly on either side, when Robert Scott said : "Yonder is the sheep I led away from Llangynider, all those weary miles yesterday. I saw it as I came over the hill.top down to the house this morning. If you wish, 'Kate' shall bring it down to my feet here for you to see it." " What ?— bring that single sheep ! How will she know the one you want, and how can she get it away from the flock by itself? I will not believe that possible till I see it done, at all events." He spoke a low word or two to the collie by his side, and away went 'Kate ' right up over rock and bracken, till we could: see the flock far away upon the height above give a very rapid' turn, and in a few minutes afterwards, down rushed a strong mountain wether with the wily 'Kate 'working to the right and left about thirty yards behind it. "Come away, back a hint me," cried Scott; and 'Kate,' at once leaving the sheep, appeared' positively to fly far out, and coming round behind us, stopped' the wether in his headlong course, bringing him to a stand' literally at the shepherd's feet. "Robert," I said, "when (as you intend) you sail next month for New Zealand, you will not take Kate 'with you, but leave her here for seven sovereigns."' " Nae, nae, Sir," was the reply, "seventy sovereign would nae
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