at it with longing eyes.

"Please give me a bit, master," said Rover. "I am so hungry!"

The tinker did not seem to hear. At last he said roughly: "Be still,
Rover!"

Rover waited patiently for a few minutes, but his master had no thought
of feeding him. At last Rover put out his long, red tongue and swept the
meat and bread into his mouth.

[Illustration: Caption: "Can't you talk?" Small child kneeling in front
of dog, while kitten looks on.]

Then the angry tinker struck the poor dog and spoke sharply to him. An
hour later Rover had run away.



ROVER'S NEW HOME


It was a hot day in summer, and Rover stopped to drink some water out of
a mud-puddle. How hungry and thirsty he was! He ran on for miles and
miles. At last he saw a cottage with smoke coming out of the chimney.
High hills were all around it, and a thick, dark wood was not far away.
On the doorstep were two little children. When they saw the dog they
shouted with delight.

"It is Rover!" cried Sandy. "It is Tommy Tinker's dog. Where have you