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"And I think," said Miss Bailey in parting, "that you had better let that dog come with me.He seems a nice enough little thing, quiet, gentle, and very intelligent. He can live in theyard with Rover."Morris turned his large eyes from one to another of his rulers, and Izzie, also good atpsychologic moments, stretched out a pointed pink tongue and licked Mrs.Mowgelewsky's cheek. "This dog," said that lady majestically, "iss mine. Nobodycouldn't never to have him. When I was in mine trouble, was it mans or was it ladies whattakes und gives me mine money back? No! Was it neighbors? No! Was it you, MissTeacher, mine friend? No! It was that dog. Here he stays mit me. Morris, my golden one,you wouldn't to have no feelin's 'bout mamma havin' dogs? You wouldn't to have mads?""No, ma'am," responded her obedient son; "Missis Bailey she says it's fer boys theyshould make all things what is lovin' mit cats und dogs und horses.""Goot," said his mother; "I guess, maybe, that ain't such a foolishness."It was not until nearly bedtime that Mrs. Mowgelewsky reverted to that part of MissBailey's conversation immediately preceding the discovery of the loss of the purse."So-o-oh, my golden one," she began, lying back in her chair with Izzie on her

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