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, He sat through the sermon, and heard it all, As solemn and wise as any one there, With a very dignified, scholarly air! And instead of scolding, the minister said, As he laid his hand on the sweet child's head, After the service, "I never knew Two better list'ners than Rover and you!" JAMES BUCKHAM. PART IV THE DOG'S HEREAFTER _Oh, Indra, and what of this dog? It hath faithfully followed me through; Let it go with me into Heaven, for my soul is full of compassion._ BILLY Dear Billy, of imperious bark When stranger's step fell on thy ear; Who oft inspired with wholesome fear A prowling boy in shadows dark: But oftener hailed with joyous cry Some friendly face returning home, Or, wild with glee, the fields to roam-- Now still and cold thou here dost lie! Frail vines that from the garden wall Crept blooming o'er thy lowly bed, Elm branches drooping overhead, And dying leaves that wavering fall, In other forms of life enrolled Shall live in ages yet to be; And shall a mind from body free Lie buried dark beneath the mold? He loved us all, and none forgot, He guessed whate'er was done or told, Dreamed of adventures free and bold-- For him is there no future lot? If love is life and thought is mind, And all shall last beyond the years, And memory live in other spheres, My steadfast friend may I not find? LORENZO SEARS. THE BOND When I call my terrier by his name, Or join him at evening play; His eyes will flash with a human flame And he looks what he cannot say; For the bond between us two Is that between me and you! Should a seraph sing in my ear tonight, Or a sweet voiced angel come. Would poor speech prove my soul's delight, Or ecstasy drive me dumb? For the link 'twixt them and me Is long as Eternity. Wide leagues our sentient forms divide The loftier from the mean; But soul to soul all planes are tied When sympathy lies between; And who shall say that the brute Is soulless, though mean and mute? GEORGE H. NETTLE. TO A DOG On every side I see your trace; Your water-trough's scarce dry; Your empty collar in its place Provokes the heavy sigh. And you were here two days ago. There's little changed, I see. The sun is just as bright, but oh! The
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