The Adventures of a Dog, and a Good Dog Too (Illustrated) - Alfred Elwes - E-Book
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The Adventures of a Dog, and a Good Dog Too (Illustrated) E-Book

Alfred Elwes

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This fictional work is written in 1st person by the dog himself. It's a cute story of the adventures in the life of a noble dog who is appropriately named, Job. The canine society in which he lives is an interesting parallel to human society.

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Table of contents

A FAMILY PARTY PREFACE.

I love dogs. Who does not? It is a natural feeling to love those who love us; and dogs were always fond of me. Thousands can say the same; and I shall therefore find plenty of sympathy while unfolding my dog’s tale.

A. E. L R , P . INTRODUCTION. BY MISS MINETTE GATTINA. MINETTE GATTINA. T U M , C . EARLY DAYS. [A] I have preferred adopting this word in speaking of female dogs, as it comes nearer to the original, . After we had sat looking at one another for some time, I said, just to break the silence, which was becoming tiresome— “A pretty place this!” Nip winked. “Have you been here long?” I asked. “Think so,” said Nip. “All alone?” I inquired. “Almost,” Nip replied. “Much work to do, eh?” I asked. A CANINE BUTCHER ”M J , “Your friend, “F .” “What is it?” said Nip. “I am going out, Nip,” replied I. “I must not be idle here, when I can, perhaps, be of use somewhere else.” “That is true,” said Nip; “but, Job, strong as you are, the storm is stronger.” “And who is your father, little pup?” I inquired. “His name is Lupo,” said the thin dog, in a trembling voice. “Lupo!” I cried out in surprise. “But do you not know who I am, and that I am forced to be your father’s greatest enemy?” “Go on,” I said, after a moment; “go on; I will follow you.” CONSOLATION THE END.