thing large and
dark in front. It was a wooden shed, the black inside of which showed
plainly against the whiteness all around.

11. I knew that it must be one of the huts which the men used who were
digging peat on the moor, and the thought filled me with terror, for I
knew that these huts were very far away from my home.

12. But all other feelings went from me now; I had a strong wish to
rest, and that was all. I crept into the hut and lay down, thinking
that I would wait there till the storm was over.

13. The dog came in after me, and laid himself down close to my side. I
felt more sleepy than I had ever done in my life before, my eyes ached,
and bright lights seemed to be flashing in front of them.

14. I thought of my home, wife, and child, and then sleep stole upon
me. Once I woke with the hoarse bark of the dog ringing in my ears. He
was doing his best to wake me from the sleep which must end in death
out there on the bitter moor.

15. A second time he roused me, and I felt that he had now crept very
close to my breast, and with his fore paws resting on my shoulders, was
licking my face with his warm tongue.

16. In the act of stroking him and speaking a kindly word, I again sank
to sleep, and after that I forgot all about the dog, the shed, and the
cold moor. I dreamt of home, my little girl, and my dear wife.

* * * * *

_Write:_ The dog led the man to a hut. On the way there he saved him
from falling into a deep pit. The dog did his best to keep the man from
falling asleep.

Questions: 1. What did the man point out to the dog? 2. What
did he do to take care of the man on the way? 3. Where did
he lead the man? 4. What did the man feel before he was in
the hut? 5. How did the dog try to keep him awake? 6. If he
had been allowed to sleep in the snow what would have
happened to the man?

5. SAVED BY TRUSTY.

1. I knew nothing more about myself until I slowly waked in a warm
room, and saw many strange faces round me.

[Illustration: CALLING FOR HELP.]

"Oh, thank God!" cried a voice near me, "the poor man is getting
better."

2. "What is the matter?" said I, for I seemed not to know what all the
fuss was about.

"Here, my dear sir, drink this," said a voice, and a cup of steaming
hot coffee was placed at my lips.

3. I drank it slowly, and then all that I had gone through rushed into
my mind. "What is the time?" I asked of the pe