Chink : The Development of a Pup 



" Hope the little beast hain't spoiled all my 

 bacon," he thought, and he pressed on more 

 briskly till he came to the ridge commanding a 

 view of his tent. There it was, and there at 

 the door, exchanging growls and snapping at 

 each other, were the big, fierce Coyote and poor 

 little Chink. 



" Wal, I be darned ! " exclaimed Aubrey. " I 

 forgot all about that blasted Coyote. Poor 

 Chink! he must 'a' had a mighty tough time. 

 Wonder he ain't all chawed up an' the camp in 

 tatters." 



There he was, bravely making his last stand. 

 His legs were tottering under him with fear and 

 hunger, but he still put on his boldest face, and 

 was clearly as ready as ever to die in defence of 

 the camp. 



The cold gray eyes of the mountaineer took 

 in this part of the situation at the first glance, 

 and when he galloped up and saw the un- 

 touched bacon, he realized that Chink had 

 eaten nothing since he left, ^'hen the Puppy, 

 trembling with fear and weakness, crawled up 

 and looked in his face and licked his hand as 

 much as to say, " I've done what you told me," 



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