ALL I WAS FIT FOR 



I tramped back, crying over the bull which I was so 

 fond of. It was a bit of a task to drag that 56 or 

 58 lb. dog to a pit I had ready for him, but I did. 

 I cursed the fate of things that made it necessary for 

 dogs to chew up each other, for with Tony out of the 

 way I could have been just as fond of the other fellow. 

 However, the last look was given him and I felt happier 

 when he was out of sight. 



Of course there was a lot of talk about it all in our 

 district. I was mentioned as " only being fit for a 

 School of Correction," and altogether put down as 

 hopeless. What a lot of chat can take place in a little 

 community ! I wasn't altogether pleased with myself, 

 all the same. 



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