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odor clung to him and made him sicker than 

 anything in his experience. Doggie had re- 

 ceived the contents of the scent glands in the 

 most effective places the mouth and eyes. 

 He rolled about in agony, he coughed and 

 whined; he bit off mouthfuls of grass and 

 filled his mouth with loose earth to no purpose, 

 for he could not rid himself of the awful sen- 

 sations that clung to him. Finally he slunk off 

 home with a most shamed appearance, and 

 crawled under his mistress's bed. Suddenly 

 the house was filled with a most penetrating 

 scent. Members of the family sniffed the air 

 and speculated on the source of the well- 

 known smell. After a time Rover crawled out 

 and, sheepishly wagging his tail, approached 

 his mistress. When he attempted to put his 

 paws in her lap she screamed and, much to his 

 surprise, gave him a kick. Alas, poor dog! 

 This was adding insult to injury, and Rover 

 was at a loss to understand why he should 

 have received punishment instead of sympathy. 

 He went and hid under the corncrib, where he 

 remained until the following day. When 

 hunger finally forced him out he received 

 scant welcome from his best friends. For days 

 he suffered the isolation of an outcast, and it 



