We barked for some letters, and growled for others.

We always turned a summersault for S.When we got to Z, we gave the book a push and had a frolic around the room.
When any one came in, and Miss Laura had us show off any of our tricks, the remark always was, "What clever dogs.

They are not like other dogs." That was a mistake.

Billy and I were not any brighter than many a miserable cur that skulked about the streets of Fairport.

It was kindness and patience that did it all.