OUR DOGS. 

 I. 



WE who live in Cunopolis are a dog-loving family. 

 We have a warm side towards everything that goes 

 upon four paws, and the consequence has been that, taking 

 things first and last, we have been always kept in confu 

 sion and under the paw, so to speak, of some honest four- 

 footed tyrant, who would go beyond his privilege and 

 overrun the whole house. Years ago this begun, when 

 our household consisted of a papa, a mamma, and three 

 or four noisy boys and girls, and a kind Miss Anna who 

 acted as a second mamma to the whole. There was also 

 one more of our number, the youngest, dear little bright- 

 eyed Charley, who was king over us all, and rode in a 

 wicker wagon for a chariot, and had a nice little nurse 

 devoted to him ; and it was through him that our first 

 dog came. 4 



One day Charley s nurse took him quite a way to a 

 neighbor s house to spend the afternoon ; and, he being 

 well amused, they stayed till after nightfall. The kind old 

 lady of the mansion was concerned that the little prince in 

 his little coach, with his little maid, had to travel so far in 



