140 A DOG OF FLANDERS.

voice was proclaiming aloud that vic-
tory had been adjudged to Stephan
Kiesslinger, born in the burgh of
Antwerp, son of a wharfinger in
that town.

When Nello recovered his con-
sciousness he was lying on the
stones without, ‘and Patrasche was
trying with every art he knew to call
him back to life. In the distance ©
a throng of the youths of Antwerp
were shouting around their success-
ful comrade, and escorting him with
acclamations to his home upon the
quay.

The boy staggered to his feet
and drew the dog to his embrace.
“Tt is all over, dear Patrasche,” he
murmured, “all over!”