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Chink : The Development of a Pop 



"^ ^ p ; I stream once or twice a day, but he could not 



V ( , 4 /Cf _ get a meal in that way. He could have torn a 



hole in the sack and eaten some bacon, but he 



would not, for that was in trust ; or he could 



have watched his chance to desert his post, and 



_^ ^ sneaked off to our camp, where he would have 



s *T ^_ been sure of a good meal. But no; adversity 



[^ had developed the true Dog in him. He would 



not betray his master's trust in any way. He 



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S ( {\ was ready to die at his post, if need be, while 



that master was away indulging in a drunken 

 carouse. 



For four days and four nights of misery did 

 this heroic little Dog keep his place, and keep 

 tent and stuff from the Coyote that he held in 

 mortal terror. 



On the fifth morning old Aubrey had awa- 

 kened to the fact that he was not at home, and 

 that his camp in the mountains was guarded 

 only by a small Dog. He was tired of his spree 

 now, and he got on his Horse and set out over 

 the hills, sober but very shaky. When he was 

 about half-way on the trail it suddenly dawned 

 on his clouded brain that he had left Chink 

 without any food. 



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