38 A DOG OF FLANDERS.

But Patrasche would not be gainsaid :
finding they did not harness him, he
tried to draw the cart onward with
his teeth.

At length Jehan Daas gave way,
vanquished by the persistence and
the gratitude of this creature whom
he had succored. He fashioned his
cart so that Patrasche could run in it,
and this he did every morning of his
life thenceforward.

When the winter came Jehan Daas
thanked the blessed fortune that had
brought him to the dying dog in the
ditch that fair-day of Louvain ; for he
was very old, and he grew feebler
with each year, and he would ill have
known how to pull his load of milk-
cans over the snows and through the