SCAMP'S RIDE WITH BUTTERCUP.
I was sitting at the window one day.
My master had gone out He told me to be a good pug-dog while he was gone, so I was trying to mind him. I was good at first, for when I saw two cats cross the street I only barked at them, master's married sister drove up to her carriage.
When Buttercup saw me she called out, "Scamp!"
I ran out to the door to see her. Buttercup' mother sent for me, and the waiter, Wyatt, carried me out and put me in the carriage. I sat on the seat next to Buttercup. I was so proud, I curled my tail twice as tight as usual It has a double curl anyhow.
As we drove down street everybody looked at me.