Bingo. But when the spring came he began to gain strength, and
bettering as the grass grew, he was within a few weeks once more
in full health and vigor to be a pride to his friends and a nuisance
to his neighbors.

VII

Changes took me far away from Manitoba, and on my return in
1886 Bingo was still a member of Wright's household. I thought
he would have forgotten me after two years' absence, but not so.
One day early in the winter, after having been lost for forty-eight
hours, he crawled home to Wright's with a wolf-trap and a heavy
log fast to one foot, and the foot frozen to stony hardness. No one
had been able to approach to help him, he was so savage, when I,
the stranger now, stooped down and laid hold of the trap with one
hand and his leg with the other. Instantly he seized my wrist in his
teeth.

Without stirring I said, "Bing, don't you know me?"

He had not broken the skin and at once released his hold and
offered no further resistance, although he whined a good deal
during the removal of the trap. He still acknowledged me his
master in spite of his change of residence and my long absence,
and notwithstanding my surrender of ownership I still felt that he
was my dog.

Bing was carried into the house much against his will and his
frozen foot thawed out. During the rest of the winter he went lame
and two of his toes eventually dropped off. But before the return of