The Kind Providence 
12 3 
where he had a white fur rug for his resting-place. 
But he spent most of his time outside with Arthur 
and the coachman. 
During the first day or two at Miss Dorothy’s I 
really suffered hunger, although I was in the midst 
of plenty, for the cook never thought of giving 
me a morsel of anything. She would throw the 
nicest tidbits of meat and fish that came from the 
table right into the garbage can, and let me hunt 
for food the best way I could. Of course, I was 
not used to eating out of garbage cans, and really, 
I’d starve rather than do such a vulgar thing. After 
a few days of such scanty fare as I could get by 
catching flies and grasshoppers, I jumped up on the 
pantry table one morning to see if I couldn’t find 
something more substantial, and what should I 
see there but a great big fish. I grabbed him by 
the tail and jumped down, but the fish got to the 
floor before I did. I then took hold of him and 
pulled him over to the cellar door, and was just 
starting down the stairs to take him to a quiet 
place, where I could have my feast undisturbed, 
when the cook came in. 
“ Faith an’ I knowed all the time ye was a thief,” 
said she, jerking my treasure away from me ; and 
