general conclusion that Tiger must have obtained admittance to the
chamber accidentally and unperceived.

When Mr. Preston came home to tea, and saw what the dog had done, he
was very angry with poor Tiger, and told Oscar he must sell him or give
him away, for he would not have such a mischievous animal about the
house another day. A day or two after, Mrs. Preston replaced the
articles belonging to her mother that had been injured, and the
excitement about the dog soon died away. Oscar did not try to get rid
of his pet; but he was careful not to let him stay in the house much of
the time especially when his father was at home.

"Oscar," said his grandmother a day or two after as he came into the
kitchen with Tiger, "I thought your father told you he would n't have
that dog around here any more."

"O, he did n't mean so," replied Oscar; "he was mad when he said that,
but he 's got over it now. Besides, I don't let Tige stay in the house
much."

"A good dale ye cares for what yer father says," remarked Bridget, who
was never backward about putting in a word, when Oscar's delinquencies
were the subject of conversation.

"You shut up, Bridget,--nobody spoke to you," replied Oscar.

"Shet up, did ye say? Faith, if ye don't git shet up yerself where ye
won't git out in a hurry, afore ye 're many years older, it 'll be
because ye don't git yer desarts. Ye 're a bad b'y, that ye are, an'--"