Chapter 1 : 
Bulka
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18881888

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Author : Leo Tolstoy

Translator : Nathan Haskell Dole

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I had a bulldog, and his name was Bulka. He was perfectly black, except for the paws of his fore legs, which were white. All bulldogs have the lower jaw longer than the upper, and the upper teeth set into the lower ; but in the case of Bulka the lower jaw was 
pushed so far forward that the finger could be inserted 
between the upper and lower teeth. 
Bulka had a broad face and big, black, brilliant eyes. 
And his teeth and white tusks were always uncovered. 
He was like a negro. 
Bulka had a gentle disposition and he would not bite ; 
but he was very powerful and tenacious. Whenever he 
took hold of anything, he set his teeth together and hung 
on like a rag, and it was impossible to make him let go ; 
he was like a pair of pincers. 
One time he was set on a bear, and he seized the bear 
by the ear, and hung on like a bloodsucker. The bear 
pounded him with his paws, hugged him, shook him from 
side to side, but he could not get rid of him ; then he 
stood on his head in his attempts to crush him, but 
Bulka hung on until they could dash cold water over 
him. 
I took him when he was a puppy, and reared him myself. When I went to the Caucasus, I did not care to 
take him with me, and I went away noiselessly, and gave 
orders to keep him chained up. 
At the first post-station I was just going to start off with a fresh team, when suddenly I saw something 
black and bright dashing along the road. 
It was Bulka in his brass collar. He flew with all his 
might toward the station. He leaped up on me, licked 
my hand, and then stretched himself out in the shadow 
of the telyega. His tongue lolled out at full length. He 
kept drawing it back, swallowing the spittle, and then 
thrusting it out again. He was all panting ; he could 
not get his breath; his sides actually labored. He 
twisted from side to side, and pounded the ground with 
his tail. 
I learned afterwards that, when he found I had gone, 
he broke his chain, and jumped out of the window, and 
dashed over the road after my trail, and had thus run 
twenty versts in the heat of the day. 



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     Chapter 1 -- Publication : November 30, 1887

     Chapter 1 -- Added : June 30, 2021

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