He spread his legs apart to steady himself, and gobbled at his food like a duck.

When he finished he always looked up for more, and Miss Laura would shake her head and say: "No, Billy: better longing than loathing.

I believe that a great many little dogs are killed by overfeeding." I often heard the Morrises speak of the foolish way in which some people stuffed their pets with food, and either kill them by it or keep them in continual ill health.

A case occurred in our neighborhood while Billy was a puppy.

Some people, called Dobson, who lived only a few doors from the Morrises, had a fine bay mare and a little colt called Sam.