OUT-LINE PICT-URE TO COL-OR.—SLATE PICT-URE.
[CHILD-LIFE ON THE FARM.—A NO-VEM-BER RAIN.]
[Bringing Home The Thanks-giv-ing Dinner.
SLATE PICT-URE—THE NIGHT BE-FORE THANKS GIV-ING.]
A LIT-TLE MAS-TER.
Floss and Fluff were the hap-pi-est dogs in the world. Floss knew how to snap, and Fluff knew how to whine, and if they had been let to go hun-gry, or cold, or had been scold-ed, they'd have been cross, naught-y dogs.
But Floss and Fluff had a good mas-ter. He was a lit-tle boy on-ly six years old, but he was a first-rate mas-ter. His pa-pa said when he brought Floss and Fluff home: