"I'll take Flossie's. You'll let sister take your doll to make Snap do
a trick, won't you, dear?" she asked.

"Yes, Nan," answered flaxen-haired Flossie. "I just love to see Snap
do that trick! He carries the doll so cute!"

Flossie brought her doll to Nan, and Snap stood near, wagging his
tail, for he seemed to know what was coming.

"Now, Snap," said Nan, pointing her finger at the dog, "I want you to
show Dorothy how you play nurse-girl, and carry a doll."

"Bow wow!" barked Snap. That was what he always said when any one
spoke to him. I suppose HE knew what he meant, but no one else did. At
any rate, he seemed to understand what was said to him.

"Up, Snap! Up!" called Nan suddenly, and Snap rose on his hind legs,
holding his fore paws out in front of him, so Nan could place the doll
on them.

This the little girl did, putting Flossie's "sawdust baby" carefully
across Snap's paws.

"Now take the doll for a walk!" ordered Nan, and, with another bark,
off Snap started, parading across the deck.

"Oh, isn't he too cute!" cried Dorothy, laughing and clapping her
hands. "Oh, what a smart dog he is!"

"Isn't he!" agreed Nan. "Bert said I never could teach him to do a