as it came whistling by; but the engine knocked him off the track, and
almost killed him. He had never seen a steam-engine before, and he knew
better than to attack one after that. But he was not afraid of any thing
else.

When the soldiers went out to battle, Major would go with them, and bark
and growl all the time. Once, in a battle way down in Louisiana, Major
began to bark and growl as usual, and to stand up on his hind-legs. Then
he ran around, saying, "_Ki-yi, ki-yi_." By and by he saw a cowardly
soldier, who was running away; and he seized that soldier by the leg,
and would not let him go for a long time. He wanted him to go back and
fight.

Soon after this, Major began to jump up in the air, trying to bite the
bullets that whistled over his head. When a bullet struck the ground, he
would run and try to dig it out with his paws. At last he placed himself
right in front of an advancing line of soldiers, as much as to say,
"Don't come any further!" He seemed to think that he could drive them
back all alone.

By and by a bullet hit Major as he was jumping about; and he dropped
down dead. The soldiers all felt sad, and some of them cried. They
missed him like one of their comrades, and they had many to mourn for in
that dreadful battle. I hope there never will be another war.

PINKY.

PORTLAND, ME.