After that he made believe to say his prayers, and rolled
over and sneezed like any boy or girl, it was so natural.
Sammie was becoming very much interested, for the doggie's tricks were
almost as good as those Sammie had seen at the circus, when, all at
once, who should come along but a big man. He whistled to the little
black doggie, and the doggie, who was trying to stand on the end of his
tail, got down and ran to the man. Sammie was so frightened that he ran,
too, only he ran home.
Sammie told his papa and mamma and Susie and Uncle Wiggily what had
happened to him, and they told him he must be careful not to go near
black doggies again.
"Oh," promised Sammie, "I won't, you may be sure. But, Uncle Wiggily,
are squirrels all right to play with?"
"Oh, yes, squirrels are very nice," said his Uncle. "Why, did you see
some?"
"Yes, I met two, and they said their names were Billie and Johnnie
Bushytail, and they are coming over to see me some time."
"That will be nice," remarked Susie. "May I play with them, too?"
"I guess so," replied Sammie. "But, mamma, I'm hungry. Isn't there
anything to eat?"
"You can have some bread and butter," said his mamma.
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