"You little humbug," he said, with half a laugh—for he is not an ill—natured fellow when you come to know him—"you managed it very cleverly! and I'm not one to bear malice; but, I say, your friend is A1."
We are now the most united trio, and Roy and Rustler have licked all the other dogs in the neighbourhood.
A Noble Dog
ROVER would go into the water fast enough for a bathe or a swim, but he would not bring anything out. The children used to throw in sticks, and Rover and I used to bound in together; but I would bring the stick back, while he swam round and round, enjoying himself.
I am not vain, but I could not help feeling how much superior I was to such a dog as Rover. He is a prize Newfoundland, and I am only a humble retriever of obscure family.
So one day I said to him—
"Why don't you fetch the sticks out when the children throw them in?"