OUR DICK. 29 



Dick's recollection of an insult shows that 

 other animals than elephants have good 

 memories. 



Our small Scottish friend in a little 

 time seemed ill at ease in his new lodg- 

 ings the kitchen. He got on quite 

 comfortably in business hours when there 

 were rugs to be shaken on the porch, or 

 there were cats to hunt in the garden; 

 but the tone of society in that depart- 

 ment of our household seemed not quite 

 to his liking, and his increasing reticence 

 with the cook and chambermaid was the 

 subject of comment, both above and be- 

 low stairs. When his work was over for 

 the day he would watch his chance, slip 

 up stairs and casually drop into the 

 drawing-room or the library. At such 

 times the look of his bright black eyes 

 was one of mild curiosity, and his little 



