OUR FRIEND THE DOG 



potent and slanting flames, you 

 growl out frightful, but futile 

 curses, thinking within yourself 

 that this is the end of all things, 

 and that the human species has 

 lost its notion of justice and in- 

 justice. . . . 



Is that all? Not yet;(fbr the 

 smallest life is made up of innu- 

 merous duties, and it is a long 

 work to organize a happy exist- 

 ence upon the borderland of two 

 such different worlds as the world 

 of beasts and the world of men. 

 H 33 H 



