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entrusted to your care, I will see to him,' and turning 

 on my heel I approached the dog. 



He was watching me with an earnest yet dis- 

 trustful look. I spoke to him kindly, touched the 

 point of his nose with my glove, patted his head 

 and told him to follow me. The look of gratitude 

 which came into his eyes was touching. And so 

 down the avenue through the drifts we went, the 

 animal facing the worst blasts bravely and often 

 breaking a path for me. We soon reached home, 

 where I provided comfortable quarters for him, which 

 he contentedly accepted. 



The new dog was a study. I could see he was 

 a dog without a pedigree ; that the blood of the 

 St. Bernard was so diluted with the alien as to be 

 almost past recognition. But I also saw that his 

 disposition and character were good. I never knew 

 an animal so hungry for human kindness. A gentle 

 word or a friendly look would win his confidence 

 instantly. Nothing seemed too hard for him to do 

 for the one who was friendly to him. He accepted 

 everything as right from those in whom he had con- 

 fidence. And he had confidence in everyone who 



