THE DOG THAT WOULDN'T EMIGRATE. — A short time since several families left Provincetown to locate in Eastern Virginia. They took with them a large and noble dog, of the Newfoundland species. While on their passage to Boston in a small schooner the dog broke loose, leaped into the sea, and started on his long and weary passage home. He was seen and passed by one of our packets, near night, about five miles off Race-point, and nine miles from this town, heading for the Race Light, nobly breasting the heavy waves, often covered by the spray. The next morning, at an early hour, and before the family had arisen, Mr. James Doyle, to whom the dog was much attached, hearing an unusual noise at his door, arose and opened it, and was astonished to behold the noble fugitive. Mr. Doyle says when he opened the dorr the dog arose, placed his great paws upon his shoulders, and fairly embraced him, giving him such demonstrations of joy as he never believed any animal could exhibit. In what part of the bay he must have left his master, and the distance he must have swam, in a rough sea, it is not now known, but when seen he was five miles from land. This is the fourth time an attempt has been made to carry off this dog, and in every instance he has managed to leave in his passage to Boston, and return by swimming home. The noble animal should now be adopted by the town, have the "freedom of the city," and a pension for life. — American papers.