One consolation! I've got the best of Thoreau in my head, and if I read Stickeen a few times more I'll be able to recite that.

There's a man for you, not to mention the dog! Bel, where are you?
Would you stick to me like that?
I think you would.

But you are a big, strong fellow.

Stickeen was only such a mite of a dog.

But what a man he followed! I feel as if I should put on high-heeled slippers and carry a fan and a lace handkerchief when I think of him.