But although the dog had saved
Richard's life, he never would have anything to do with him afterward.
He could not forget how cruelly the boy had treated him in his puppyhood."
"Daddy promised to get a puppy for me soon," said Don. "I shall name him
Rex, after the good dog in the story."
"And I'm quite sure," said Grandma, "that you'll always be as kind to
him as James was to Rex. But I know a little man that will be asleep in
about five minutes. Hustle him off to bed, Grandpa, or you'll have to
carry him upstairs."
Don said a sleepy good-night; and sure enough, five minutes later he was
fast a-sleep.
Bee Polite
[Illustration]
When the children came down to the kitchen in the morning, they found
that Grandpa had eaten his breakfast, and had gone out to build a pig-pen
behind the barn. Don hurried out to help him; and Joyce went to the
spring house to do the churning for Grandma.
The little girl plunged the dasher into the thick cream, lifted it, and
plunged it again, until her arms ached. At last the dasher began to look
clean, and tiny particles of golden butter clung to it and she knew that
the butter had "come." Then she took the butter paddle and the bowl and
cooled them in the spring, just as she had seen Grandma do.
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