But has had Jack home to board and to sleep,
And he pays ’em in fun, every cent of his keep.
He’s the best-natured dog, and the smartest, too;
No end of the tricks we’ve taught him to do.
Got a heap of sense in his yellow hide!
He’s the wonderf’lest dog on the whole East Side;
Why, even the dog-man doesn’t know
What breed Jack is,—for he told me so!
The dog-catchers came a’most every day,
But Jack knew their cart, and he’d hide away;