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looking behind him to see if she followed. 

 He then jumped upon the ottoman, inviting 

 her to sit down ; when she was seated he 

 brought his ball and went through all his 

 tricks with it, sat up on his hind legs, begged 

 with his paws, preached to her in his own 

 queer way, and kept her amused till, no 

 longer able to remain, she bid him good 

 morning and left, evidently to his disgust. 

 " Could he have spoken," she said after- 

 wards, " he would have told me to wait, for 

 his mistresses would soon be back ; the look 

 was in his face, but the words were wanting." 

 His attention to visitors was never omitted. 

 When we had a ball or evening party, he 

 would await, with John Lambert, the several 

 arrivals at the hall door, welcome each new 

 party, and usher them in a solemn manner 

 into the drawing-room or tea-room, returning 

 for a new set to his former place. Nor did 

 he want for an occasional cake or biscuit at 

 the tea-table ; " he was so amiable," said the 

 young ladies, " he could not be resisted." 



As an instance of how perfectly he under- 

 stood what was said to him, I may relate 



