l I tell you
what I can do? I can sit up and beg. I can shake hands. I can jump
over a stick, O yes; and I can run very fast. I can run as fast as
Pomp, the baker's dog; and Pomp is a big dog.

[Illustration: {DIME AND POMP RACING EACH OTHER.}]

I like to run races with Pomp. He never bites a little dog. We like to
run after birds. But we never catch any birds. They fly away when we
come near. I wonder how the birds fly. Pomp and I cannot fly.

My master has a cow. Her name is Betty. She is a good cow. She gives
nice, white milk. I do not care much for milk. I like a bone better.
But old Tab, the cat, likes milk. I like to see Tab drink milk. She
laps it up very fast.

I drive Betty to pasture every day. John goes with me to shut the
gate. John is the boy who milks the cow. I wish I could open and shut
that gate. Then John would not go to the pasture. I should like to go
all alone. I think it would be fine.

[Illustration: {DRIVING BETTY TO PASTURE.}]

I take good care of Betty. When any one comes near her, I say,
"Bow-wow" very sharply.

S. E. SPRAGUE.

[Illustration: {BOBBY AND THE RAM.}]

SAVED FROM FREEZING TO DEATH.

When Bobby Smart was six years old, he was left to the care of his
Uncle James, who lived in the country. His aunt took him to his future
home, and at the depot he saw his uncle for the first time.

Bobby was lonely and sad; his uncle often treated him with harshness
and even cruelty. The cold winter had come on early. Bobby was the
only boy about the farm, and he had to work very hard. His clothing
was unfit for the winter weather, and he often suffered from the cold.

Among the duties which this poor boy had to perform was that of
tending a flock of sheep. One afternoon, when there were signs of a
snow-storm, he was sent to drive the flock to the barn. He started for
the field, but his clothes were so thin that he was benumbed by the
intense cold. He sat down on a large rock to rest himself. He felt
strangely tired and cold. In a little while he began to feel drowsy.
Then he thought it was so nice and comfortable that he would stay
there awhile. In a very few moments he was asleep, and perhaps
dreaming.

Suddenly he was aroused by a tremendous blow which sent him spinning
from his perch on the rock to the ground. Looking about him, he saw an
old ram near by. The creature looked as though he had been doing
mischief, and Bobby was no longer at a loss to