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F one thing we may rest assured, the Prince of Wales will have no more devoted friend than the Welsh terrier Gwen presented to him by the miners of the Principality on his memorable visit to Carnarvon Castle. She comes of a race, homely looking, perhaps, but staunch to the core. "By the mess, ere theise eyes of mine take themselves to slomber, ai'll do gude service, or ai'll lig i' the grund for it; ay, or go to death; and ai'll pay't as valorously as I may, that sail I suerly do, that is the breff and the long." A very happy thought of the working men to make such a gift to their Prince, and long may Gwen live to fulfil his behests. As far as disposition goes one terrier is practically as good as another, all sharing characteristics in common. Tafty is neither better nor worse than the others. Any kind of vermin that comes along is fair game for him, if he only gets the chance of using his