played cards and talked with other coarse men like himself. Silversheene lay between the seats watching the face of his new master. He decided after a while that he was much better than the man with the club. Gene was tall, muscular, and his voice was rather pleasant, and he laughed a good deal, which Silversheene thought a good sign. Just at dusk they alighted from the train and made their way to a large partly empty warehouse beside the docks. Here Gene left the dog, after feeding him a good supper and tying him up. That same evening he came with another dog. He was a large Dane named Billy and Silversheene liked him at once. Billy was also tied in the warehouse and again Silversheene's new master went away. The following day he brought two more dogs. One was a Russian deerhound named Ginger, and the other a large collie called Whirlwind. The four dogs finally fraternized well enough with the exception that none of them liked Ginger. This was the nucleus of Gene's
