"Where is this animal to sleep?"

"I don't know," said Miss Laura; "he sleeps in the stable at home,or in the kennel with Jim."

"Suppose Susan makes him a nice bed by the kitchen stove?" exclaimedMiss Bessie.

Susan made the bed, but I was not willing to sleep in it. I barked soloudly when they shut me up alone, that they had to let me goupstairs with them.

Miss Laura was almost mad with me, but I could not help it. I hadcome over there to protect her, and I wasn't going to leave her, if Icould help it.

Miss Bessie had a handsomely furnished chamber with a soft carpeton the floor, and beautiful curtains at the windows. There were twosingle beds in it, and the two childs dragged them close together sothat they could talk after they got in bed.

Before Miss Bessie put out the light, she told Miss Laura not to bealarmed if she heard any one walking about in the evening, for thenurse was sleeping across the hall from them, and she wouldprobably come in once or twice to see if they were sleepingcomfortably.