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many litters before one would eventually whip 

 him. The sisters were pretty, and could stay 

 at home, but for this big overgrown puppy 

 there was not much of a future with his father. 

 He was so big for his age that his father 

 snarled at him, and the neighbors' dogs made 

 him keep out of their tents. The only kindness 

 he got was from his mother. He was well fed, 

 but he was waiting for an opportunity. He 

 wanted a home of his own. 



I stopped again and he came to me and that 

 time we knew each other a little better. He 

 was still as bashful as most pups who have 

 not shed their first teeth, but as we finally 

 parted, I saw him look at me long and hope- 

 fully. He seemed to tell me that he was a boy 

 with a purpose in life, whose father didn't un- 

 derstand him ; that while it was customary for 

 a boy to stay at home and work till he was 

 twenty-one years old, in his case he would have 

 to begin to do something when he was twelve 

 or fourteen, owing to the determined nature 

 and unkindly ways of his parent. 



That evening after the Bedouins had gone, 

 a big white baby head shoved its way through 

 the curtain of my tent. The pup was return- 

 ing my visit in true Bedouin fashion. He did 



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