74 A DOG OF FLANDERS.

rood of earth, and living under the
wattle roof, and being called Baas by
neighbors a little poorer or a little
less poor than himself. The cathe-
dral spire, where it rose beyond the
fields in the ruddy evening skies, or
in the dim, gray, misty mornings,
said other things to him than this.
But these he told only to Patrasche,
whispering, childlike, his fancies in
the dog’s ear when they went to-
gether at their work through the
fogs of the daybreak, or lay together
at their rest amongst the rustling
rushes by the water’s side.

For such dreams are not easily
shaped into speech to awake the
slow sympathies of human auditors ;
and they would only have sorely