fear you frighten my sheep." "Oh yes, to be sure," answered the
ill-natured little boy. "I am to wait here all the morning till you
and your sheep have passed, I suppose! Here, Tiger, seize them, boy"!
Tiger at this sprang forth into the middle of the flock, barking and
biting on every side, and the sheep, in a general consternation,
hurried each a separate way.

Tiger seemed to enjoy this sport equally with his master, but in the
midst of his triumph he happened unguardedly to attack an old ram that
had more courage than the rest of the flock. He, instead of running
away, faced about and aimed a blow with his forehead at his enemy with
so much force and dexterity that he knocked Tiger over and over,
butting him several times while he was down, and obliged him to limp
howling away.

The ill-natured little boy, who was not capable of loving anything,
had been very much diverted with the trepidation of the flock of
sheep, but now he laughed heartily at the misfortune of his dog, and
he would have laughed much longer had not the other little boy, his
patience provoked at this treatment, thrown a stone at him, which hit
him full upon the temples and almost knocked him down. He immediately
began to cry in concert with his dog, when, perceiving a man coming
towards them, whom he fancied might be the owner of the sheep, he
thought it most prudent to escape as speedily as possible.

But he had scarcely recovered from the smart which the blow had
occasioned when his former mischievous disposition returned, which he
determined to gratify to the utmost. He had not gone far before he saw
a little girl standing by a stile, with a large pot of milk at her
feet. "Pray," said the little girl, "help me with this pot of milk. My
mother sent me out to fetch it this morning, and I have brought it
alone a mile on my head; but I am so tired that I have been obliged to
stop at this stile to rest me, and if I don't return home presently we
shall have no pudding to-day, and, besides, my mother will be very
angry with me."

"What," said the boy, "you are to have a pudding to-day, are you,
miss?" "Yes," said the girl, "and a fine piece of roast beef, for
there's Uncle Will, and Uncle John, and grandfather, and all my
cousins, to dine with us, and we shall all be very merry in the
evening, I can assure you; so pray help me up as speedily as
possible." "That I will, miss," said the boy, taking up the jug, and
pretending to fix it upon her he