"Oh, isn't he a fine dog!" cried Flossie. "I wonder who taught
him those tricks?"

"Let's see if he can do any more," said Freddie. "There's a barrel
hoop over there. Maybe he'll jump through it if we hold it up."

"Oh, let's do it!" cried Flossie, as she ran to get the hoop. Snap
barked at the sight of it, and capered about as though he knew
just what it was for, and was pleased at the chance to do more of
his tricks. The hoop was a large one, and Freddie alone could not
hold it very steady. So Flossie took hold of one side. As soon as
they were in position. Freddie called:

"Come on now, Snap. Jump!"

Snap barked, ran back a little way, turned around and came racing
straight for the twins. At that moment Sam Johnson came up running,
a stick in his hand.

"Heah! heah!" shouted the colored man. "You let dem chillens alone,
dog! Go 'way, I tells yo'!"

"That's all right, Sam," said Freddie. "Don't scare him. He's
our new dog Snap, and he's going to do a trick," for the colored
gardener had supposed the dog was running at Flossie and Freddie
to bite them.

Snap paid no attention to Sam, but raced on. When a short distance
from where Flossie and Freddie held the hoop, Snap jumped up into
the air, and shot straight through the wooden circle, landing quite