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STOllIES OF PLANTS AM) ANIMALS 



" Oh, doggie ! " she cried, standing him up on 

 his hind legs and squeezing his cold nose against 

 her cheek, while she drew his silky ears gently 

 through her hand. " I've pulled you about by 

 these often, but I'll never do it again ; I'm so 

 sorry." Whereupon Waddles gave her a forgiv- 

 ing little kiss, which, according to the best dog 

 etiquette, was a dainty lick on the end of her 

 nose. 



As Tommy-Anne stooped over him, she heard 

 a faint sound coming from the ground. Press- 

 ing her ear to the sod, she laid her finger on 

 her lips, whispering, " Hush, Waddles ! Down 

 close ! I can hear the grass grow ! " 



