Sometimes the quills had worked in, and the dogs would go home and lie by the fire with running sores till they worked out.

I've seen quills work right through dogs.

Go in on one side and come out on the other." "Poor brutes," said Mrs.Wood.

"I wonder you took them." "We once lost a valuable hound while moose hunting," said Mr.Wood.

"The moose struck him with his hoof and the dog was terribly injured, and lay in the woods for days, till a neighbor of ours, who was looking for timber, found him and brought him home on his shoulders.