OVR FRIEND, 

 THE DOG 



I 



I HAVE lost, within these last 

 few days, a little bull-dog. 

 He had just completed the 

 sixth month of his brief existence. 

 He had no history. His intelligent 

 eyes opened to look out upon the 

 world, to love mankind, then 

 closed again on the cruel secrets 

 of death. 



The friend who presented me 



