his little dinner basket he came across a poor, half- 

 starved dog, and he pitied the dog so that lie just opened 

 his dinner basket and gave the dog all his dinner, and 

 went without himself. 



The French society for the prevention of cruelty 

 to animals heard of it and awarded him a medal, and 

 I was present at the annual meeting of the society, in 

 the great hall of the Sorbonne, when the medal was 

 presented. 



When the little fellow's name was called and he 

 came forward to get the medal, the whole vast audience 

 of French men and women stood up and cheered him. 

 —Geo. T. Angell. 



CAN DOGS TALK ? 



When engagwl in locating a railway in Xew Bruns- 

 wick, James Camden, a civil engineer, was compelled 

 one night by a severe snow storm to take refuge in a 

 small farm house. The farmer owned two dogs, one 

 an old [[Newfoundland and the other a Collie. In due 

 time the farmer and his family went to bed, the New- 

 foundland stretched himself out by the chimney corner, 

 and Mr. Camden and the man with him had rolled them- 

 selves in their blankets on the floor in front of the fire. 



The door of the house was closed by a wooden latch 

 and fastened by a bar placed across- it. Mr. Camden and 

 his man were lust. fnllino; nslcpp wh'^n tliey bcird the 

 latch of the door raised. They did not get up imme- 

 diately, and in a short time the latch was tried again. 

 They waited a few minutes, and then Mr. Camden 

 rose, unfastened the door and looked out. Seeing noth- 



