DICK ROOK. 181 



I found a beggar eating some scraps of food he had 

 collected. He let me share a part of them with 

 him, and gave the bones to my dog, so that we did 

 very well the first night. I stuck to the beggar 

 for some time, as he was very kind to me, till he 

 was taken up for a vagrant, and then I had to pro- 

 vide for myself and the dog. 



ce The world was before me, and I knew not 

 what to do or where to go, but I kept up my spirits 

 as well as I could ; and I really think that I felt 

 more for my dog than myself, when he looked 

 up into my face, and I had nothing to give him. 

 Well, as I wandered about, I found a snug place 

 on the heath, in a little hollow, with some sand- 

 stone rock about it. Here I collected plenty of 

 heather and fern, and made myself as comfortable 

 as I could at night, and when I awoke in the morn- 

 ing, the sun shone full upon me. Ah, master/' 

 continued Dick, tf no one but those who, like my- 

 .self, have lived all their lives in the open air, can 

 tell the pleasure of seeing the sun rise, and feeling 

 the warmth it gives. I often think that God Al- 

 mighty intended it as a blessing more for the poor 

 than the rich, because we see more of it, and are 

 more grateful for it. But I must go on with what 

 I was saying, as you want to know something 

 about me. The next day I was sadly put to it for 

 something to eat ; and when the poor animal 

 looked at me, as if to ask me for something, I 



