swimming with them.





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CHAPTER VII


TRAINING A PUPPY


"Ned, dear," said Miss Laura one day, "I wish you would train Billy to
follow and retrieve. He is four months old now, and I shall soon want to
take him out in the street."

"Very well, sister," said mischievous Ned; and catching up a stick, he
said, "Come out into the garden, dogs."

Though he was brandishing his stick very fiercely, I was not at all
afraid of him; and as for Billy, he loved Ned.

The Morris garden was really not a garden but a large piece of ground
with the grass worn bare in many places, a few trees scattered about,