46 OUR DICK. 



ard was a native of Scotland and not of 

 China, I presume the Custom House folks 

 let him go ashore when he liked, without 

 making any fuss or putting him in jail 

 until they could find out what the judges 

 at Washington thought about it. It is 

 probable, however, that the little foreigner 

 stayed by the ship most of the time, over- 

 looking the unloading of the cargo; and 

 as his master intended to take him back 

 on the return voyage, he thought it was 

 of no use to buy for him a license tag in 

 San Francisco. 



This was an unlucky thing for Master 

 Dick; and I fancy that the next time his 

 master brought a dog to this part of the 

 world he made sure that the animal was 

 duly tagged as the law directs. One day, 

 as we think, our doggie ventured down 

 the gang-plank when all hands were busy 



