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 was going. Surely he was going somewhere,—the new coat and hat said as much,—but where? He had forgotten to take his doggie; he would watch and see; so he stood up on his hind legs and peeked out of the window. Master was going up the street, and that meant over to the city.

The window was low, so this naughty dog took hold of the sash with his teeth, and lifted it until he could get his paw under; then putting his nose under the window and raising it, he got upon the sill, holding the window upon his back, and giving a quick spring was on the ground while the window came down with a bang.

I had walked so slowly that I was late to the concert, so I took a back seat. I had barely got settled when I heard a familiar patter in the aisle; and to my great astonishment, Master Frisky trotted in, and lay down at my feet, and began licking my boots lest I should be angry with him, for he knew well that he had done wrong.

At first he paid little attention to the music, which was soft and far away; but as it grew louder, he pricked up his ears and looked excited, and when the climax was reached he jumped upon the seat beside me, and before I could possibly stop him, barked loud and fiercely.

I was terribly ashamed, for the people all turned and looked; so I took Master Frisky by