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As he spoke he cleared a huge log with a graceful leap,
and led the way into a thicket of young poplar trees.
Now, I am quite sure that in going into the wood, Buddie
THE JOTONAI JTTOIOB, MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA^ SATTTEBAY, MAY I9f 1908.
CHAPTER II.THE YELLOW DOG. .:
F a dog were to speak to you, in "really talk," I dare say
you would jump a foot. Buddie was so startled she almost
rolled off the logwhich is supposed to be an easy thing to
do even when you are not frightened.
"Why, Colonel!" she cried. "I didn't know you could
"Indeed?" said Colonel. "Well, I assure you I am an ex
cellent talker, if you start me* off on subjects in which I am
interested. Like all persons that really have something to
say, I need to be drawn out."
Certainly he did not talk llKe a common dog, and he did -
not look like one. He held his head proudly, and his tail had
an upward and aristocratic* sweep. Could this be the same
yellow dog that her father kicked around and accused of
stealing eggs? Buddie rubbed her eyes hard and looked again.
tYes, it was the same dog. Around "his neck was the rope
fcollar with which she dragged him about. :'"' . , \
In addition to being an easy talker, Colonel seemed to be
something of a mind reader. "It is a common belief," -he
went on, "that all yellow dogs are good for *
is to kick around, or to put the blame on
when eggs are missing. Now, I do not like
eggs, and I do not know of a single yellow
. dog that does. It only goes to prove the old
saying that if you give a yellow dog a bad
name it will stick to him like a burr to his
tail. But show me a yellow dog that is not
the equal, in intelligence, good manners, cour
age and fidelity, of any black or. brown dog."
j Altho Buddie lived a long way from any
village, she had seen a great many dogs.
These were mostly Indian curs, wolfish-look
ing creatures, and the greatest thieves in the
world. Neglected by their owners, they
foraged everywhere, traveling miles in searcli
of food, and eating almost anything they
could ohew. They were of all colors except
yellow. Colonel was the only yellow dog Bud
die had ever seen, and she was bound to
agree that he was a much nicer dog than the
ravenous creatures that came slinking around
the log house every now and then, in the
hope of picking up a meal of potato parings
i "I say, give the yellow dog a show," de
clared Colonel, sitting up on his haunches and
making a grand flourish with his right fore
paw. "Other, dogs have shows, but you
never hear of a yellow dog show. Let justice
be done tho the sky falls."
With his left forepaw he made another
grand flourish, and paused for a reply. But
all Buddie could think of was, "I'm sure it
wouldn't be nice to have the sky fall."
"Oh, that is just a. figure of speech, like
'Let justice be done,' " said Colonel. "No-
body expects the sky to fall, tho I dare say
.it would fall if justice were done."
Buddie did not quite understand what a
figure of? speech was^but like a great many
older people, she was impressed by large
.words and an easy style of tossing them off
and it seemed to her that Colonel was a very
superior personif you could call a dog a
"If there are no more sticks to fetch," said
Colonel, dropping again upon all fours. "I
think I will make a few calls on my friends
in the wood."
"Won't you get lost?" asked Buddie, peer
ing doubtfully into the dark grove of spruce ~ "
and balsam fir. "I have never been lost yet," replied Colonel,
tossing his head. "I very often go miles into the "wood,-for I
can always nose my way back again. How would you like
to pay a visit to my friend, the Laziest Beaver? We'll be
sure to find him at home."
"Beavers aren't lazy," said Buddie. There was a beaver
In her book of animal stories, and under it the rhyme:
"B is for Beaver, who's never a shirk
For when he's not sleeping he's always at work"
And she had often heard her father say, when he came home'
tired at twilight, that he had "worked like a beaver."
"I have known a great many beavers in my time," Colo
nel replied, "and I never knew one to do a stroke of work if
he could get out of it. Indeed, 'lazy as a beaver' is- a common
expression in these parts. My friend the Laziest Beaver never
worked in his life."
"Well, let's go to see him!" cried Buddie, happily. "Only
don't go fast, as I can't jump over things the way you can."
"Never fear," replied Colonel. Til show you the easiest
paths. Besides, there is no hurry, as we have all day before
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did not mean to disobey her mother she never before had
done so. You are to believe, as I believe, that the bouquet
of Enchanter's Nightshade in her hair was to blame, just as
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At first Buddie had some trouble in following her guide,
who slipped thru the brush with an ease born of much prac
tice. The little branches caught in her hair and tried to poke
out her eyes. But she soon learned to bend her head at the
right time and shield her eyes with her arm and as they got
deeper into the wood, where the proud pine trees grew and the
little bushes dared not intrude, walking became almost as
easy as going along a road.
"This friend of mine, the Laziest Beaver," said Colo
nel, when Buddie stopped for a little rest, "is always going
to do something, but never gets around to it. He's been going
to rebuild a dam for I don't know how long, and he's always
talking about repairing his house, which fell down about his
ears last summer. But he'd rather sit in the sun and tell
stories, and exchange news. He's the greatest gossip in the
woodsthe crows are nothing to himand every one that
wants to find out anything goes straight to him."
* - "Where does he live?" asked Buddie. V:
"Just a little way from here, at Beavertown. It used to
be quite a village, but last year the beavers moved to a bet
ter village up the river. : The Laziest Beaver was too lazy
\o follow them so he lives all alone in his tumbledown house
by the side of his tumbledown dam, and lies out in the sun
all day, and has just the laziest time in the world. Shall we
move along again?"
They resumed their journey, and presently came to what
With a Few Easy Leaps Colonel Passed the Obstruction.
seemed to Buddie a path. But Colonel explained that it was
only a deer trail, running down to the river, the roar of which
now reached their ears, and that it led the other, way to no
where in particular. i
"Goodness! Must we climb over that?" cried Buddie, stop
ping before a windfall, a tangled mass of trees which some
great wind had blown down.
"Lie flat on my back and hang on tight," said Colonel.
Buddie did as directed, and with a few easy leaps Colonel
passed the obstruction and landed safely on the other side.
Their way now led down hill to the river, which rushed by
them all covered with the foam of miles and miles of rapids
and it looked so wild and dangerous that Buddie hesitated
when Colonel again directed her to get on his back.
_ "Oh, it's nothing at all," he assured her. And indeed
it was nothing .for him for, leaping from rock to rock, he
cleared the stream in four jumps.
Just above where they landed a smaller stream came in,
and along the bank of this Colonel led the way, until they
came to a meadow of tall wild grass, which bordered the little
river on its farther bank. Here Colonel once more played
the part of ferryboat, and in a few minutes more they arrived
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