The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1902-07-30

Little Fred Keith had no brother nor
sister TO play with; and, when COM
pany came, he was very selfish with
his rlaythings.
One day his father brought home a
beautiful collie. Now, Fred" be said,
Carlo is to be yDur pet but you must
treat him kindly, and not be selfish"
They had grand frolics when they
went for wajk together. If Fred
threw stick into the pond, Carlo
would always swim out and bring IL
back.
One bright morning in July, Fred
went out into the pasture to pick Der
ries. He carried two small pals in
one of which mother had packed a nice
luncheon. Carlo trotteG along, carry
ing the empty pail in his mouth.
The blneberries hung in clusters,
and. before one pail was filled, Fred
declued that 1t was surely dinner time.
He sat down in the shade of tall
laurel bush. and began to eat a snnd-
wich. Carlo smelled the meat, and
begged far a piece; but. though his
bing brown eyes were wistfu and he
help UP both paws, Fred took no no.
tice.
I'm roal hungry, and | want pt all
myself. You can catch n suirreL," he
said at sast.
The second sandwich was half gone,
and Carlos eyes looked sad. Carlo
has been chasing a rabbit all the morn
ing. PHhaps he is as hungry as 4 am
| guess maybe he uan have this ham
and cake and I'll eut the pie"
Carlo barked a joyous Thank you["
and, somehow, Fred's pie tasted twice
as good as usual. Then they ran down
to the spring, and drank some Of the
clear water.
When both pals were full. they
started for home. Faithful Carlo car
ried one pail so carefully that not a
berry was spilled
The next afternoon Fred took Carlo
for walk in the fields. Grandfather's
barn, where he kept his salt hay, stood
all by Itself in the pasture; and near
by was an old cellar. Fred went to the
edge to look over, a stone loosened,
and he fell in. He tried for a long
while To climb out, but each time he
fell back
Carlo ran round the edge, barking.
Then he jumped in. Fred was glad
that he did not leave him alone. He
called for help until he was tired. The
sun went down. and a few stars began
to peep out. Then he called with all
his might. but the only answer was an
echo from the old barn. BY and by he
lay down beside Carlo, and cried him
self to sleep.
When he awake, the moon was shin
ing brightly. He remembered a ginger
snap that was in his pocket. "Ill give
Carlo half, the dear doggy" he thought
Out came the cooky. and his little
blank book with it. Fred shouted with
delight as he emptied his pocket. II
was full. like all boys pockets; and,
sure enough, there was stubby pencil
and some string.
He tore a page from the book and
wrote,-
Dear Mother.--I'm in the old cellar.
and can't get out. FRED"
He tied the paper round Carlos
neck. Then ne piled up all the rocks
until he could reach high enough to
help Carlo out
go home quickly, Carlo he said;
and the dog leaped away. Lanterns
were flashing into dark corners, and
all the neighbors were hunting for
Fred. Mrs. Keith ran to the door
when she heard Carlos bark. How she
did hug him after she had read the
note!
Mother" exclaimed Fred, when he
had eaten supper and finished telling
the story of his adventure. I'm glad
that | gave Carlo some dinner yester- |
day. II he had not helped me, Id be
in the old cellar now"
"Yes," said his mother. Carlo is a
true friend. should be very sorry II |
my little boy were selfish to such a
good dog."'-Fay Stuart, in the Morn
Ing Star.