A Boy and a Dog 



Years passed. Engrossed in work 

 and saddled with ever-increasing re- 

 sponsibilities, the man had little time 

 to think of the world beyond the 

 gates; but he often dreamed of a cer- 

 tain shaggy sorrel pony and a Collie 

 racing madly out and back again in 

 a game once played where skies were 

 blue, and the turf was green, and the 

 grass was soft and thick and cool 

 beneath bare feet. 



