Told Sir D. that I had been taking him in my air flights everywhere and that he adored it, sitting quite solemnly out of harm's way and, if taking to the air for a bit of exercise, always keeping my plane in view and following it to earth.
Showed Sir D. H. all Manitou's tricks. The old chap did me proud.
This was the programme:
I.—'Will you cheer for king and country, Manitou?'
Manitou (yelping)—'Houp—gloup—houp!'
I.—'Suppose you were a Hun eagle, Manitou—just a vulgar Boche buzzard?'
Manitou (hanging his head)—'Houp—gloup—houp!'
I.-'But you're not! You're a Yankee eagle! Now give three cheers for
Uncle Sam!'
Manitou (head erect)—'Houp—gloup—houp!'
Sir D. convulsed. Ordered a trench-rat for Manitou as usual. While he was discussing it I told Sir D. H. how I could always send Manitou home merely by attaching to his ankle a big whistling-bell of silver.
Explained that Manitou hated it and that I had taught him to fly home when I attached it by arranging that nobody except my wife should ever relieve him of the bell.