OUR FRIEND THE DOG 



that courage in understanding; 

 all that affectionate gaiety and 

 innocent fawning; all those kind 

 and devoted looks,/ which turned 

 to man to ask for his assistance 

 against unjust death; all those 

 flickering gleams which came 

 from the profound abyss of a 

 world that is no longer ou 

 all those nearly human little 

 habits lie sadly in the cold 

 ground, under a flowering elder- 

 tree, in a corner of the garden. 



H 89 H 



