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ried over and made his acquaintance. He 

 ate a quart of milk soaked into as much 

 bread as it would hold, and enjoyed it 

 greatly. He chewed on my finger every 

 time I dipped it into sugared water without 

 biting. 



I left him fast asleep. When I returned 

 in the afternoon he was walking from side 

 to side, shaking his head, and howling 

 most dolefully. The cry was much like that 

 of a child, only louder and more disagree 

 able. He was hungry. I went to him and 

 I said, "Stop it" At this he howled so it 

 made my head ache. I picked him up, and 

 with the aid of a shingle, I gave him a 

 spanking, just as you would a bad boy. 

 This stopped his howling, and then his mas 

 ter came and fed him. 



After this spanking it was very evident 

 that he did not care for my acquaintance. 

 He persistently refused to recognize me. 

 As I approached him his ears would go 

 back, and his fur would rise. He had de 

 cided to cut my acquaintance. 



