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Bailey; as much like a man he eats. Und my mamma, I don't know what she will say. Shewon't leave me I shall keep him; from long I had a little bit of a dog, und she wouldn't toleave me I should keep him, und he didn't eat so much like Izzie eats, neither.""And I can't very well keep him," said Miss Bailey sadly, "because, you see, there isRover. Rover mightn't like it. But there is one thing I can do: I'll keep him for a few dayswhen your mother comes back, and then we'll see, you and I, if we can persuade her to letyou have him always.""She wouldn't never to do it," said Morris sadly. "That other dog, didn't I told you how hedidn't eat so much like Izzie, and she wouldn't to let me have him? That's a cinch.""Oh! don't say that word, dear," cried Teacher. "And we can only try. We'll do our very,very best."This guilty secret had a very dampening effect upon the joy with which Morris watchedfor his mother's recovery. Upon the day set for her return, he was a miserable battle-fieldof love and duty. Early in the morning Izzie had been transferred to Miss Bailey's yard.Rover was chained to his house, Izzie was tied to the wall at a safe distance from him,and they proceeded to make the day hideous for the whole neighborhood.Morris remained at home to greet his mother, received her encomiums, cooked the