Ours
, pup; yours and mine: didn't
you help to catch him, eh, pup?"
Crusoe acknowledged the fact with a wag and a playful
"bow-wow--wow-oo-ow!" and followed his master
to the place where the horse had been picketed. It
was standing there quite quiet, but looking a little
timid.
Dick went boldly up to it, and patted its head and
stroked its nose, for nothing is so likely to alarm either