He then joined the white hunters, who by this time were ready likewise, and led the way to the spot where he had last seen his unfortunate little master. Chapter V. HOW GRUMBO FIGURED IN THE PARADISE. The brindled dog, until his part of the work in hand should be made known to him, stalked on with an air of grim, consequential indifference, keeping his muzzle close under the shadow of his master's hunting-shirt, content for the time with the little that might be seen ahead from between the moving legs before him. Now, Grumbo--for such was the name of the brindled dog--was a personage of consequence in his day, and is to play a rather prominent part in our story. Therefore, it were but due him, in memory of his great exploits, and of the signal service which on this particular occasion he rendered the settlement, that we draw a full-length portrait of our canine hero likewise. Had you met his dogship in the fort, you would, at first glance, have put him down in your mind as an uncommonly large, well-conditioned wolf, whose habits and tastes had been so far civilized as to admit of his tolerating the companionship of man and subsisting on a mixed diet; but at the second glance, noting his color, and the shape of his head, with a certain loftiness of mien and suppleness of backbone--neither of which is ever to be found in the wolf--you would have pronounced him a little lion, shorn of his brindled mane. On further acquaintance, however--I cannot say intimate acquaintance, his excellency being of far too reserved a turn for that--you would have discovered him to be a most remarkable dog, whose character was well worth your study, made up as it was of every quality deemed most desirable in the larger breeds of his race.