. Pierrot, dog of Belgium . ough to reassure himself that 74 PIERROT, DOG OF BELGIUM 75 he was alive. All was quiet about him,though the sounds of battle still raged notfar away. He hardly noticed the forms offallen men in the trench or heard their oc-casional moans. Then he dropped to hisside again and made a feeble attempt to lickhis aching leg. The foot was quite numband the hair was matted and caked, but thebleeding had stopped. As his small store of strength returned hediscovered that he was cold as well as weak,and the need came upon him—the instinct ofthe hurt animal—to crawl away to so
. Pierrot, dog of Belgium . ough to reassure himself that 74 PIERROT, DOG OF BELGIUM 75 he was alive. All was quiet about him,though the sounds of battle still raged notfar away. He hardly noticed the forms offallen men in the trench or heard their oc-casional moans. Then he dropped to hisside again and made a feeble attempt to lickhis aching leg. The foot was quite numband the hair was matted and caked, but thebleeding had stopped. As his small store of strength returned hediscovered that he was cold as well as weak,and the need came upon him—the instinct ofthe hurt animal—to crawl away to somesheltered spot where he might either recuper-ate or die. It seemed to him that first of allhe must get away from the horrible slowly and painfully, with one legdragging, he toiled up the bank and over theescarpment, and lay panting on the snowyground. Then, after a little rest, he startedon again unsteadily toward a little thicket ofshrubbery that had been trampled nearly flatby the feet of the 76 PIERROT, DOG OF BELGIUM It seemed a long way off, and he wasobliged to stop often to rest. When at lasthe approached the thicket he was startled fora moment by a brown hare which scuttledout from beneath the tangled bushes andwent bounding off across the snow. Pierrotfelt no impulse to give chase nor any wonderthat the hare should have escaped de-struction. He burrowed under the brokenbranches and sniffed his way to where thehare had made a nest in the dry grass spot was still warm, and Pierrot curledhimself up in it gratefully and fell to nursinghis wound. For three days and two nights Pierrot layin his hiding-place, sleeping much of the noon the warm sun struck through thetwigs which by night shielded him from thebitter winds. The Red Cross motors cameand there were sounds of human activity inthe trench. Soldiers marched by, but therewas no rushing attack and no heavily shodphalanx came crashing through his cover. PIERROT, DOG OF BE
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