"'How is old Naggetty Nogg to-day?' Sometimes I get a lump of sugar, too."
"You make me wish that I could drive a milk-wagon," said Puss, Jr., with a sigh. "I'd like to be a milkman if I had a Naggetty Nogg to drive."
WHO IS A MAN'S MOST FAITHFUL FRIEND?
WHAT is your master's name?" asked Puss, Jr., as the old white milk-horse paused in his story.
"Jockety jog, jockety jog!
My master's name is Roundey K. Rogg.
"Jockety jog, jockety jog!
He's a good man; he drinks no grog.
"Jockety jog, jockety jog!
Never does he old Naggetty flog."
"That's a blessing," said Puss, Jr. "I've seen so many poor horses whipped. It's a shame that a man can hurt a horse."