“Oh, do pray take me out,” said she; “I will not do so any more!”
So she was soon pulled out, and put into a tub of warm water, for which, you may be sure, there was much need. It was a long time ere poor Anne ran so fast through the tan-yard again.
THE USEFUL DOG.
One day, as Tom Price was on his way to school, with his bag of books at his back, he stood still to look at a fine large dog which lay in the sun before the door of a poor man’s house.
“Take care how you go near that fierce dog,” said the gruff voice of a man who passed by just then.
“I do not think he will hurt me,” said Tom, “if I do no harm: see, he lets me pat his head.”
The dog got up, and seemed to like Tom to stroke him; but as soon as he saw the man, he gave a low growl, and looked quite fierce.
“There, you see I told you right,” said the man, as he made haste away. Just then the master of the dog came out, and sat on a bench by the door.
“If you please,” said Tom, “what makes the dog growl at that man who went by, while he seems so fond of me?”
“I will tell you,” said he; “he knows that that is a bad man; for one day he got over my hedge, and stole some fruit; but the dog caught him, and would not let him go till I went out to him.”