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34 wait. If Stoggs catches us, he'll send us to jail for life. Why," continued the urchin with a start, staring hard at Christmas," is that your dog?"

"It is," nodded Frank. The little fellow stooped and deliberately kissed Christmas, his eyes full of grateful tears, purring out found terms of endearment.

"You're two grand fellows!" he blubbered. "That's the dog that was such a good friend to Fido," and Fido, whimpering, struck out his head and rubbed noses with Christmas, who frolicked around all hands as if some great jubilee was going on.

"Yes, I fancy we had better be moving on," said Frank, with a glance into the enclosure to find it entirely deserted by its recent inmates.

"About your dog, though," said his companion, hurriedly. "I can tell you something about him."

"Can you, indeed?" asked Frank.

"Yes, sir. I was here the day a man drove up in a gig from Riverton-way with your dog."

"In a gig?" repeated Frank, pricking up his ears.

"Yes, I was hanging around near the house at the front of the pound. The man called Stoggs out. He had your dog tied behind the axle. He