THE STORY OF FIDO
Fido's master had to go a long journey across the country to a certain town, and he was carrying with him a large bag of gold to deposit at the bank there. This bag he carried on his saddle, for he was riding, as in those days there were no trains, and he had to travel as quickly as he could.
Fido scampered cheerfully along at the horse's heels, and every now and then the man would call out to her, and Fido would wag her tail and bark back an answer.
The sun was hot and the road dusty, and poor Fido's little legs grew more and more tired. At last they came to a cool, shady wood, and the master stopped, dismounted, and tied his horse to a tree, and took his heavy saddle-bags from the saddle.
He laid them down very carefully, and pointing to them, said to Fido, ' Watch them.'
Then he drew his cloak about him, lay down with his head on the bags, and soon was fast asleep.
Little Fido curled herself up close to her master's head, with her nose over one end of the bags, and went to sleep too. But she did not sleep very soundly, for her master had told her. to watch, and every few moments she would open her eyes and prick up her ears, in case anyone were coming.
Her master was tired and slept soundly and long — much longer than he had intended. At last he was awakened by Fido's licking his face. The dog saw that