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showing characteristic symptoms. A very few cases of this kind have been 

 observed among dogs artificially inoculated, but it has not yet been shown that their 

 saliva became virulent, or that similar cases occur under natural conditions. The 

 fact remains, however, that a person is in no danger of contracting rabies because 

 a healthy dog has bitten him. which dog is afterward inoculated with rabies." 



A BEAUTIFUL, SAD PEN PICTURE. 

 A GEM, 



FROM THE LIFE OF A TRAINER. 



"The old pipe is lighted again, the fire replenished, and then the scene 

 changes. He is watching one of his Derby prospects, dying of distemper. It is 

 well in the night; the dog's lungs are gone and the trainer knows the animal 

 cannot live till morning. Yet there he sits, and occasionally gives a dose of 

 medicine with a sort of forlorn hope that there may be a change for the better. 

 Anyway, he will sit there and see the end, for many fond hopes will be buried 

 to-morrow, with the lank, faintly breathing figure lying there, , wrapped in an 

 old hunting coat. By and by the form stirs, the coat is thrown off and the 

 puppy rises to his feet, wavers a moment and staggers forward to place his head 

 on the old trainer's knee. At last the dog knows he is dying, and comes to his 

 master for help. He looks up anxiously, longingly, hopefully. In his heart the 

 man knows the dog is saying, "Master, I shall not die except you will it. Your 

 power is omnipotent. All my life I have loved and obeyed you and the only 

 heaven I have ever known or will ever know has come through you. Won't you 

 save me now?" 



If there are tears in the old master's eyes and a catch in his voice as he 

 replies, what does it matter; he is alone with .the night and none to see or to 

 hear. He pats the puppy's head and sorrowfully says: "I would save you, old 

 boy, if I could. Poor old chap! You cannot understand but I would save you 

 if I could I cannot." 



The dog maybe understands and is resigned. He wags his tail, a last faint 

 assent, the appeal in his eyes fades they are glazing; he weaves gently back 

 And forth, dying on his feet. The trainer lays him gently down. "Good-Dye, 

 old man. good-bye," he says. The head straightens back and all is over. 



In the morning, down under the old oak in the playground, there is a fresh 

 mound, and under it, wrapped in his master's old hunting coat and gently 

 covered with leaves of the forest, the Derby prospect lies. As the years go by, 

 the little mound is now and then thoughtfully rounded up until it looks like the 

 grave of a little child." American Field. 



CHILDREN'S PETS. "Nothing in the world is more natural than the child's 

 desire for pets. There are few children who do not early manifest a strong in- 

 clination for something to love, and this imperative desire, if fostered, becomes 

 a powerful agency for the child's growth of character. Every little girl loves her 

 doll, but often she becomes dissatisfied and longs for something alive, something 



