PART I

ROVER AND OTHER STORIES




ROVER AND HIS FRIENDS.


WHY ROVER RAN AWAY.


One morning Rover was very hungry indeed. He had been going from place
to place with his master, and now it was two long days since he had
eaten a good dinner. His master was a poor tinker who traveled about the
country and never stayed long in one place. Rover would have liked this
if his master had been kind to him, but the dog was used only to blows
and kicks.

Rover was a rough, shaggy dog, and his tail curled down under him in a
way that showed he had been ill-treated. But he had good, faithful,
brown eyes, and the drooping tail was always ready to wag at a kind
word.

The tinker's breakfast was on the table. How good it smelt! Rover looked