tail again and again. But he soon went away to tell the others the good news.
It was an eventful day in dogtown when I carried Master Frisky's box upon the piazza, and several of his friends came to see him. Ned was very jealous of their attention, and would not let them stay long lest they should tire Frisky; and he took it upon himself to lie close to the box, and receive the company.
After that, when it was warm, I carried the box every day upon the piazza, and Master Frisky got well very fast.
When he was quite well, except for a slight limp in one of his hind legs, which I think he will always have, a great meeting of the dogs was held in his honor; and he received many bones from his dog friends as marks of their esteem.
Then they had games and sports, and ended by giving three cheers for Master Frisky, the cheers being a chorus of glad barks.
But all of these things happened some time ago; and Frisky is now five years old, and more grave and dignified than he used to be. He has been about so much with me that he has learned many of the ways of folks; and all of the new things that he finds out, he tells the other dogs. Whenever there is anything strange that the other dogs do not understand, they bring it to Master Frisky; and he can usually explain it, although his explanations are not always like those his master would give.
