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12 wind his tether tightly around Tom's legs, and Grace incited Turk to rebellion, so that he, too, began to gambol about in his elephantine way, and Tom was soon tangled in another net. " I say, Grace, let the dogs alone, will you ! " he said angrily, as he vainly tried to disentangle himself. " Here, Turk ! lie down sir ! Where in the world is my knife ? Pete Trone, you are in for a switching, young man, as soon as these cords are cut ! " During this time Grip had been pulling at his night-cap with all the strength of his paws ; but as he only succeeded in drawing it farther over his nose, he finally gave up in des- pair, and, hearing Grace's voice, patiently sat up on his hind legs, with fore-paws in the air, begging to be released. He looked so ridiculous that both Tom and his sister burst into a fit of laughter. Good humor was restored, the tangles cut, and the procession returned homeward, Grip released from his cap, but still wearing his trailing shawl.

When they reached the gate Tom stopped,