Of course this would not be true if both man and dog had not originally come to the region in a car. If they had started out from home on foot, the hound would never be lost. Though many miles from his kennel and in country absolutely strange to him, he would backtrack the whole distance, if it took him fortyeight hours or more to make the trip.
If Jock is not that kind of trailer and you and he lose each other in unfamiliar surroundings in the country, you can try a modification of this scheme with equal or even greater chances of success. You will not be obliged to go home and leave the wanderer in the woods because nonsporting breeds seldom travel long or far before realizing they have become separated from their master and hurrying back to the spot where they saw him last. So instead of starting out to hunt for Jock simply sit down and let him hunt for you. Whistle and call every few minutes and you’ll be pretty sure to find he is a much cleverer Gman than you are.
If for any reason it is absolutely impossible to wait a reasonable length of time, take the fox hunter’s tip, leave your glove or handkerchief and return to the place as soon as you can. Jock may hear you coming and come running to meet you before you reach the spot where you and he parted company. If not, he’s almost certain to be within calling distance or to come within calling distance before long. So keep moving slowly about to make it easy for him to discover you. And don’t forget he knows the old song, “Whistle an’ I’ll come to ye, me darlin’,” and in all probability is hoping you know it too, and will follow the good advice it gives.