It’s all right, I am happy to say. We had not to send for the dog-doctor after all. Bob is better, indeed he is quite well, somebody called out “Rats,” and up he jumped, and flew out of his kennel, and was off with Jim, the fox terrier on a rat hunt. My brother says he was shamming. Perhaps you don’t know what that is, it means that he was pretending to be ill, but I don’t think so myself, I believe that the very name of rats is like a medicine to Bob, and does him good.
Our Dear Dogs.
Father Tuck’s Happy Hour Series.
Raphael Tuck & Sons, Ltd.: London-Paris-Berlin-New York-Montreal. Printed in the Fine Art Works in Saxony.
Publishers to Their Majesties The King & Queen, & Her Majesty Queen Alexandra. Ca 1910.
“EARLY TO BED, AND EARLY TO RISE.”
“You naughty bird, I want to know
Why you so early rise;
You wake me, when you know that I
Have hardly closed my eyes?”
“Why, really, dear,” said Cocky Crow,
“I hear you with surprise;
You go to bed with other lambs,
And quickly shut your eyes.”
“So when I sound my morning call,
Be quick, my pet, and rise;
For that’s the way to healthy be,
And wealthy, love, and wise.”
NURSERY COLORED PICTURE BOOK.
McLOUGHLIN BROS.: NEW YORK. Ca 1870.
THE VIOLINIST OF THE FLOATING HOSPITAL.
Photograph by R. B. Tobey.
Prattles For Our Boys and Girls.
Hurst & Co.: New York. 1912.
. . . the spindle immediately ran into her hand, and she directly fell down upon the ground in a swoon. Thereupon the old woman cried out for help, and people came in from every quarter in great numbers: some threw water upon the princess’s face, unlaced her, struck her on the palm of her hands, and rubbed her temples with Hungary water; but all they could do did not bring her to herself.
From the story “The Sleeping Beauty”
Henry Altemus Company: Philadelphia. 1908.