DIED OF A BROKEN HEART
[To the Editor of the SPECTATOR.] SIR,—The following story will, I feel sure, interest your many dog-loving readers. My gardener's wife, who died the other day, had a little half-bred Irish terrier that never left her, day or night. Nobody fed it but her ; the pair were quite in- separable. When the poor woman fell ill and remained in bed, the dog showed the greatest uneasiness. It went up and down to her bedroom all day, constantly whining: - • -
After she died they brought her down and-laid her out in the kitchen to what they call in Ireland "wake her." _The dog, seeing her body lying there, went up to her, got on his hind legs as if to examine her, then gave the most piteous howl, and fell over dead.
This.. pathetic story can be vouched for by some dozen. people, who were present at the wake, and it makes one feel' how true are the words : "It has pleased the Almighty to endow the dog with two of His own most divine attributes,? unchanging constancy and unpurchasable love."--I am,!
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