Rachel Louise Carson
North Colfax Avenue
Springdale, Pa.

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There have been many, many dogs on the place, big ones and little ones, long-haired ones and short-haired ones, fine ones and common ones. All have endearèd themselves in some manner to us, their masters and mistresses, but some have crept even closer to our hearts than others. It is of these I wish to tell you.

The patriarch of them all, I believe, for he lived the whole ten years of his life on the place, was a tiny brown and white fox terrier, with a little old man's face, a sharp bark, and as valiant a little heart as ever beat in canine breast. There was a baby in the house, -a year-and-a-half old baby. When, one cold morning, Nellie, the mother dog, presented us with a litter of fine puppies, it was found that there was one smaller than all the rest.

"We shall give him to the baby", said the grown-ups, "and she shall name him."

Accordingly, the baby-dog was held up for the wondering inspection of the baby-human.

"And what do you want to call the doggie?" they asked.

The blue eyes clouded a moment with thought. Then, -"Tanny", came the gleeful response.

So Candy he became. At first it was feared that he might not live. The weakest of the lot, the chill November weather was too much for his delicate constitution. He contracted a cold and coughed incessantly. Imagine the consternation of the family! Suppose the baby's pet should die! Heroic methods must be adopted. So he was given a dose of nasty-tasting medicine, wrapped in warm flannel and deposited, a very tiny bundle, upon the hearth. There he lay, a very sick puppy, and grew worse and worse; then, finally, he began to grow better. Once his health was recovered, he speedily became a member of the family. He followed us everywhere, and was particularly attached to my mother. Some people say it was partly because it was to her he looked for his meals, but I would not suspect him of such mercenary motives. He formed a singular friendship with Margery, the family pig. Though ordinarily she was intolerant in regard to such creatures as dogs, she allowed Candy to dose on her broad back when she took her nap in the sunshine.

When he became old enough, the family underbook to teach him some tricks. He speedily learned to sit up on his legs, his front paws drooping before his breast, to beg for food,- "Upping," we children termed it. Therefore, the command "Up!" was soon sufficient to induce him to perform his trick. He would come into the dining-room at mealtime and go from one person to another in search of bites of food. When we paid no attention to him Candy used his vocal powers of persuasion. We all agreed that he certainly tried to talk. He would put his nose to the sky and emit the strangest sounds that ever issued from dog's throat, some giving a sharp bark by way of emphasis. Often he would creep under the

4,000 Words

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JUST DOGS

There have been many, many dogs on the place, big ones and little ones, long-haired ones and short-haired ones, fine ones and common ones. All have endearing themselves in some manner to us, their masters and mistresses, but some have crept even closer to our hearts than others. It is of these I wish to tell you.

So Candy he became. At first it was feared that he might not live. The weakest of the lot, the chill November weather was too much for his delicate constitution. He contracted a cold and coughed incessantly. Imagine the consternation of the family! Suppose the baby's pet should die! Heroic methods must be adopted. So he was given a dose of nasty-tasting medicine, wrapped in warm flannel and deposited, a very tiny bundle, upon the hearth. There he lay, a very sick puppy, and grew worse and worse; then, finally, he began to grow better. Once his health was recovered, he speedily became a member of the family. He followed us everywhere, and was particularly attached to my mother. Some people say it was partly because it was to her he looked for his meals, but I would not suspect him of such mercenary motives. He formed a singular friendship with Margery, the family pig. Though ordinarily she was intolerant in regard to such creatures as dogs, she allowed Candy to doze on her broad back when she took her nap in the sunshine.

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WILLIAM FAYAL CLARKE
EDITOR

July 18, 1921.

Miss Rachel Carson,
Springdale, Pa.

Dear Rachel Carson:

Your letter of June 11th with
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tion has prevented an earlier reply.

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