STORY OF A DONKEY.
[To THE EDITOR OF THE " SPECTATOR:Pi SIR,—As your readers seem interested in stories of affection and fidelity in animals, I think it possible you might consider the inclosed worthy of insertion in your paper. The truth of the story is guaranteed by several persons whose names are given, but not for publication.
A donkey cast off by a costermonger as useless, and in a miserable condition, was found by a young gentleman, who brought it into his garden. Being kindly treated, it by and by recovered itself and became a great favourite. But the presence of so large an animal in a garden became naturally very inconvenient, and an aunt of the gentleman in question, residing at Blackheath, offered the creature an asylum In her field, and there it remained peaceful and happy By and by the compassionate lady introduced a pony into the field, in much the same condition as the donkey had once been. The two became much attached to each other, and passed their days in a state of blissful quietness probably unknown before in, their suffering and hard-working lives. Not many weeks ago the donkey died, and standing over him, in mute but eloquent grief, the pony was seen licking the insensible remains of his poor friend. He could not be induced to leave the place, or take any food, and even after the body of his beloved companion had been committed to the earth, he was seen standing by and constantly pawing the ground, as though entreating him to rise and bear him company as of old.—I
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