o a fellow-creature, I
trust. It was a very young rabbit, and tender. Not too much fur. Fur
gets in your throat, and spoils your teeth, besides. We had just
finished it when my mistress came out. Trap would not eat a bit, even to
help Tinker out of his scrape, but _I_ have a kind heart.

Well, after that I thought I might as well consent to be friends with
Tinker, in spite of his low breeding. You see, I had helped him out of a
dreadful scrape, and one always feels kindly to people one has helped.
He has caught several more rabbits since then, and I have always stood
by him on those occasions, and I always mean to. I am not one to turn my
back on a friend, I believe.

So now he has a collar like ours, and I hardly feel degraded at all when
I sit opposite to him at the doll's tea-parties.

Rats!

"HE has no nose," said my master; "he is a handsome dog, but he has no
nose."

This annoyed me very much, for I have a nose--a very long, sharp, black
nose. I wear tan boots and gloves, and my coat is a beautiful shiny
black.

I am a Manchester terrier, and I fulfil the old instructions for such
dogs. I am

_Necked like a drake,_
_Headed like a snake,_
_Tailed like a ratte,_
_And footed like a catte._

And then they said I had no nose.

But Kerry explained to me that my master did not mean to find fault with
the shape of my nose, but that what he wanted to be understood was that
I had no nose for smelling rats. Kerry has, and he is ridiculously vain
of this accomplishment.

"And you have no nose, you know, old boy," said Kerry; "why, you would
let the rats run all over you and never know it."

I turned up my nose--my beautiful, pointed, handsome nose--and walked
away without a word.

A few weeks afterwards my master brought home with him some white rats.
Kerry was out at the time, but my master showed me the rats through the
bars of their cage. He also showed me a boot and a stick. Although I
have no nose, I was clever enough to put two and two together. Did I
mention that there were two rats?

We were not allowed to go in the study, either of us, and my master put
the rats there in their cage on the table.

That night, when everybody had gone to bed, I said to Kerry, "I may have
no nose, old man, but I smell rats."

Kerry sniffed contemptuously.

"You!" said he, curling himself round in his basket; "I don't believe
you could smell an elephant if there were