FAITH, HOPE, AND CHARITY 49 



existed than the son for whom Jumbo had felt himself 

 responsible. 



(3) A dachshund dog who amongst other tricks yawned 

 when asked if he was tired, obstinately refused to do so one 

 day. His mistress, to whom he was devoted, was called, but 

 he was obdurate, so being busy she slapped him — a most 

 unusual reprisal — told him he was a bad dog, and that she 

 had no time to waste on him ; thus went her way leaving 

 him so affronted that he sneaked off to his " sulky place " 

 which he had established under a cosy corner ; and whence 

 it may be added he alway refused, even with growls, to 

 come until he had recovered his temper, when he would 

 push his way out through the vallance radiant in smiles. 

 His mistress, however, was really busy, and so it happened 

 that she absolutely forgot the incident. So apparently did 

 Otto, until, as usual, his mistress stood beside his basket at 

 night, his blanket in her hands ready to cover him up when 

 he should, as usual, have taken a joyous leap in and cuddled 

 down contentedly. 



To-night there was no joy, no content. Otto, his bandy 

 legs wide-apart, his sun-brown eyes doubtful, stood — despite 

 kind if uncomprehending reminders that it was time to go 

 to bed — the very picture of sullen hesitation. Then in a 

 moment, in a flash, he sat up and the longest widest yawn 

 dog ever gave left a broad grin of relief on his face as he 

 snuggled down feeling that the sun had not gone down on 

 his wrath — that he had made the amemk honorable. 



No doubt each and all of these three incidents can 

 be made to come under one instinct or another. And yet .'' 

 — And yet surely the outward signs of most virtues are not 

 wanting in them. 



