Here is a little boy setting out on his apprenticeship. His dog wants to go with him, but he is obliged to tell him that he must not go any further. The dog, which has been his faithful companion, is not able to understand that, though he is a clever dog. But he knows that there is something wrong, and at last he hears the words, "Go home, sir."
THE BEST OF FRIENDS MUST PART.
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Yes, and we too must part, my dear. And here is Old Mother Hubbard for the last picture in my Scrap-Book; and for me she is making her very best courtesy for your patience; and the dog is making his most elegant bow, though I wish he had not been so rude as to turn his back when saying to you "Farewell."