ROWER:

 

Mr. Brown has a very fine dog, and his
name is Rover. When Mr. Brown goes
out walking or hunting, Rover always goes
with him. He picks up the birds which
are shot, and brings them home. He can
carry baskets, too, and all kinds of bundles.

One time Mr. Brown was very sick, and
so he could not go out to walk. Poor
Rover waited and waited, but his master
didn’t come; so, at last, he sét off by him-
self to go hunting. He was gone a long
while, but by and by he came home, worn
and tired, with a rabbit in his mouth. He
gave it to the cook and wagged his tail, as
though telling her to cook it for his mas-
ters supper. She did so, and Mr. Brown
enjoyed it very much. This he did every
day; until his master was well again.
Shouldn't you think Mr. Brown would be
very fond of that dog?