11 JUNE 1920, Page 17

THANKS.

[TO THE EDITOR or THE " SPECTATOR."]

Szz,—Can you spare space for this note on a " thankful" dog ? A few years ago I had a most intelligent fox-terrier, who slept in a basket in my bedroom. On two or three occasions, the latter part of his life, I found him at the bedside, in the very early hours of the morning, asking to be let out. On his return to the house, he preceded me towards the bedroom, and on reaching, in turn, the top of three flights of stairs, he stopped, put up his paws on my knee, and tried to lick my face. Was not his action an expression of thanks as well as an apology for disturbing me at such an unearthly hour?—I am, Sir, Sic.,