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 Captain McClure's lead-dog that had done such fine work on the ammunition-cart.

The Airedale was a prime favorite with the men, and known to many of the soldiers, who recognized a good soldier when they saw one.

So the sentry whistled to the dog and called him by name.

At the familiar sound, the dog seemed to be transformed from a dejected, forlorn-looking canine to a joyous, confident dog, although he continued to grope his way towards the sentry.

"Why, good heavens, little chap. What is the matter?" inquired the soldier, as Pierre approached him and laid his face against the man's leg.

Then the man noted for the first time that the dog was going on three legs and, lifting up his nose, he discovered that his