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<h3>WHAT HAPPENED TO WAGGLES</h3>
<p><SPAN class="pagenum" name="page_n30" id="page_n30" title="30"></SPAN>Waggles
was Jimmie's chum. He was never cross, and he loved Jimmie. And
Jimmie loved Waggles, but sometimes Jimmie <i>was</i> cross. It was when he
was cross that he tied the can to Waggles's tail.</p>
<p>Waggles thought it was a new game, but at his first jump the can bounced
up and struck him.</p>
<p>This frightened Waggles, and he tried to run away from the horrid,
bouncing Thing. But the faster he ran the harder the Thing bounced, and
the oftener it struck him. Waggles became wild with fright, and he
gasped for breath as he raced along.</p>
<p>Suddenly he heard a voice that he loved: "Waggles! Waggles! Waggles!"</p>
<p>Waggles stopped running, and dropped, exhausted, at the feet of Jimmie's
father.</p>
<p>"Poor Waggles!" said Mr. Brown tenderly as he cut the string. "I didn't
suppose there was a boy in this town mean enough to do a thing like
that."</p>
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<div class="figcenter"> <SPAN name="illus-050" id="illus-050"></SPAN> <ANTIMG src="images/ng21.jpg" alt="Waggles thought it was a new game" title="" /><br/> <span class="caption">Waggles thought it was a new game</span></div>
<p><SPAN class="pagenum" name="page_n31" id="page_n31" title="31"></SPAN>Waggles licked his hand and looked up at him gratefully. But Waggles
was too much of a gentleman to tell on Jimmie, even if he could have
spoken.</p>
<p>When Mr. Brown went home Waggles trotted along beside him.</p>
<p>"Jimmie," asked Mr. Brown that evening, "who tied that can to Waggles's
tail?"</p>
<p>Jimmie said nothing, but his face grew red.</p>
<p>"Very well," said his father. "A boy who could treat a dog like that,
doesn't deserve to have one. I shall give Waggles away."</p>
<p>Jimmie was very unhappy. He cried himself to sleep that night. But next
morning who should come bounding in but Waggles! He jumped, and barked,
and said "I forgive you" in every doggie way that he knew.</p>
<p>Jimmie hugged Waggles, and looked wistfully at his father.</p>
<p>"Well, Jimmie," said Mr. Brown, "since Waggles has forgiven you, I think
I shall have to forgive you, too. Waggles may stay."</p>
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