Summary

Aunt Fanny The Third Little Pet Book, with the Tale of Mop and Frisk

Good Mop did not look on him with scorn when he saw him in this sad way; but ran up to him on three legs, with one paw held out for "How [Pg 27] d'ye do," and his great fly-brush of a tail a-wag for joy.
"Why, Frisk, old dog!" he cried, "how glad I am to see you! How have you been this long time?"
"O Mop!" said Frisk in a sad tone, "will you speak to me now I am so poor? It is I who am not fit to be seen this time."
[Pg 28] "Frisk, my good dog," said Mop in a grave tone, "real worth is not a thing of looks.
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Aunt Fanny The Third Little Pet Book, with the Tale of Mop and Frisk

If you want to see him, you must speak quick; for I fear he will soon be so fat, with all the nice bones and kind words he gets, that his hind-legs won't hold him up. But of this you may be quite [Pg 181] sure, that Frisk and Dash will have a good home as long as they live, and when they die of old age, if you don't cry for their sad loss, May and Hal will; for, you know, Dash saved Hal's life; and life is dear to the young when they have no sad times, but joy and fun each day.
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Aunt Fanny The Third Little Pet Book, with the Tale of Mop and Frisk

I felt sad to think I had no one to care for me in the world. But my watch-word is, 'Don't give it up!' and I could not think that all would leave me to want a bone. So I laid down by the road-side, in hopes to see some one who would take care of me.
"First, I saw a man on a [Pg 37] fine horse; and as he had no dog, I said to my-self, 'Who knows but what he wants one to keep the flies from his horse's legs!' So I ran by him a short way, when—would you dream the man could be so bad?—he gave me a cut with his whip, that made me hop and yelp for pain.
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