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OUR FRIEND THE DOG 



but who nevertheless, under the 

 cudgel and the pack-saddle, re- 

 tains the idea that lurks behind 

 his ears; the cow and the ox, 

 happy so long as they are eating, 

 and docile because, for centuries, 

 they have not had a thought of 

 their own; the affrighted sheep, 

 who knows no other master than 

 terror; the hen, who is faithful 

 to the poultry-yard because she 

 finds more maize and wheat there 

 than in the neighbouring forest. 

 I do not speak of the cat, to whom 

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