ing under the trees again. Moses was so
delighted in having won the sole attention of his little mistress and
played so many droll pranks that Cissy shouted with laughter. In the
midst of her merriment she chanced to look up, and saw through the
paling a pair of eyes as bright as her own, dancing with fun and
evidently enjoying Moses' frolic quite as much as the little girl
herself. The bright eyes belonged to a little boy about Cissy's age,
whose name was Jamie, and who had moved into the house that had
interested her so much the day before.

Now our little princess in her winning way claimed the allegiance of
all that came within her circle, and so confidently ran over to the
fence to make the acquaintance of her new subject. Jamie was quite
willing to be one of her servitors, and although they were separated by
the high palings they visited through the openings all the morning, and
for many mornings after, exchanging dolls, books, balls, and strings,
and becoming the best of friends. This new order of things was not
quite satisfactory to Moses, who felt he was no longer necessary to
Cissy's happiness. He still kept his place close beside her, and tried
to be as entertaining as possible. But do what he would he could not
coax her away from her new-found friend, and all the merry plays under
the old elm tree seemed to have come to an end, but Cissy was not
really ungrateful to her old playfellow. She was deeply interested in
her new companion and for the time somewhat forgetful of Moses, which
is not much to be wondered at when we remember what great advantage
over Moses Jamie had in one thing. He could talk with Cissy and Moses
could not. But although the dog's faithful heart ached at the neglect
of his little mistress, he did not desert his place of protector, but
watched and guarded the princess while she and her friend prattled on
all the long, bright days, quite unconscious of his trouble.

One afternoon Cissy's happiness reached its highest point. Her mother
had been watching the visiting going on through the fence, and saw
Cissy's delight in her new companion, so, unknown to her, she wrote a
note asking that Jamie be permitted to come into the yard and play
under the elm tree. When Cissy saw Jamie coming up the walk in her own
yard, her delight knew no bounds. She ran to meet him, and dolls and
buggies and carts and everything she prized was generously turned over
to her visitor. How quickly the a