After a while, she crept up to the dead dog, pawed him a little, and didn't he jump up as much alive as any of them?
Everybody in the room clapped and shouted, and then the curtain dropped, and the thing was over.

I wish he'd give another performance.

Early in the morning he has to go to Boston." Jack pushed my paws from his knees and went outdoors, and I began to think that I would very much like to see those performing animals.

It was not yet tea time, and I would have plenty of time to take a run down to the hotel where they were staying; so I set out.

It was a lovely autumn evening.