“ Righ was a great tawny deerhound, tall and slender, very stately, as a king should be, and as gentle as he was strong. He had a rough coat and soft brown eyes, set rather near together, and very bright and watchful. His chief business in life was to watch the faces of his friends, and to obey their wishes quickly, to take his long limbs away from the drawing-room hearth-rug when the butler came in to put on the coals, not to get in the way more than so big a dog could help, and not to get too much excited when anything in the conversation suggested the likelihood of a walk. ”
Summary
The Animal Story Book, an anonymous collection of animal-focused narratives, examines the behaviors, instincts, and interactions of creatures ranging from dogs and lions to ants and parrots. Through vivid anecdotes and anthropomorphic tales, the text presents animals as both subjects of natural study and reflections of human society, with characters like Righ the deerhound and Zamore the dancing dog embodying themes of loyalty, competition, and survival.
The work, organized as a series of episodic stories, combines whimsy with instruction, using animal encounters to illustrate broader insights about nature and human nature. Its emphasis on detailed natural behavior and moral comparisons suggests an educational purpose, portraying the animal kingdom as a framework for understanding life’s complexities.
Quotes from The Animal Story Book ()
“ The dance began, and the spectators were so delighted, that they could not wait for the end to applaud, as people ought always to do, but uttered loud cries of ‘Ouah, ouah,’ that reminded you of the noises you hear at a theatre. Except one old water spaniel who was filled with envy at Zamore’s talents, and declared that no decent dog would ever make an exhibition of himself like that, they all vowed that Zamore was the king of dancers, and that nothing had ever been seen to equal his minuet, jig, and waltz for grace and beauty. ”
“ There is no mistaking the air of a dog on business. The collie’s intentness was as different from his late dejection as was the present haste of the men from the anxious watchful plodding of their long search.In another moment they came in sight of something which made them hold back the dog, and which arrested their own footsteps. The Bishop himself must be the first to tread on what all felt was holy ground.There, on the desolate hillside, lay the body of Father Mackonochie, wreathed about with the spotless snow, a peaceful expression on his face. ”
