294 Life and Immortality. 



to make him happy, he was full of life and vivacity, capering 

 and prancing about with the utmost abandon, and doing his 

 very best to show off his happiness and pleasure. His eyes 

 seemed kindled with a holy affection, and a blaze of heavenly 

 sunshine would appear to play over his features. I have 

 seen him, when in such mental agony, to actually shed tears, 

 a sight that never could fail to reach and melt the flintiest 

 hearts. He knew and understood every word that was 

 spoken to him, and responded by a shake of the head, or a 

 low, soft bark. A conscience within told him the right from 

 the wrong, and though he sometimes knowingly erred, yet 

 he was always truly sorrowful for his sins afterwards. 



There came a day, however, when the idol of the house- 

 hold went out and never returned. Some unlucky event 

 had doubtless befallen him, or he had been spirited away to 

 parts unknown. If living, I trust he is being cared for as he 

 richly deserves. He was a kind, gentle, loving being, and I 

 cannot help thinking that some day I shall meet him in the 

 beautiful world beyond the grave. 



