To yield and grant the same to him!
Somewhere a little dog doth wait,
It may be by some garden gate,
With eyes alert, and tail attent—
You know the kind of tail that’s meant—
With stores of yelps of glad delight
To bid me welcome home at night.
—John Kendrick Bangs.
To those who love dogs, those faithful friends of mankind, I commend this booklet.