. Shaggycoat; the biography of a beaver . ep him warm. Dora devoted herself to her helpless little chicken would listen to the things she saidto him as though he understood every weak leg soon grew stronger and Dumpycould hop about. Then for a few days helived in a big box where he had gravel toscratch, and which Dora made soft with freshgrass each morning. Dora and Dumpy werenow such good friends that master chickie actedas though Dora were the mother-hen, and if thechild left him he would cry Peep, peep, peep,louder than you would think so little a creaturecould cry. If Dora
. Shaggycoat; the biography of a beaver . ep him warm. Dora devoted herself to her helpless little chicken would listen to the things she saidto him as though he understood every weak leg soon grew stronger and Dumpycould hop about. Then for a few days helived in a big box where he had gravel toscratch, and which Dora made soft with freshgrass each morning. Dora and Dumpy werenow such good friends that master chickie actedas though Dora were the mother-hen, and if thechild left him he would cry Peep, peep, peep,louder than you would think so little a creaturecould cry. If Dora came back while he was calling her, hewould stop the instant she came into the roomand come hippity-hop toward her as fast as hecould. In about a week Doras mother saidthat Dumpy would better be put back with thebrood and let the mother-hen take care of him, DORA AXD DUMPY 89 and although Dora did not like to give up herlittle charge, she knew that it was best. Come, Dumpy, she said, you are wcilenough now to go back to your mother, and. taking him gently up she started for the gar-den. Mrs. Barrett watched Dora as she setthe chicken down by its mates close to the oldhen, who clucked with all her might, trying totell Dumpy how glad she was to see him followed the glad mother-hen about for a 90 DORA AND DUMPY few minutes and when she thought Dumpy wasnot looking she turned and scampered backtoward the house. In an instant, with a shrillcry of Peep, peep, peep, Dumpy came run-ning after her, half hopping, half flying in hishaste to overtake his doctor, nurse and mother,all in one, whom he loved with all his littlechickie heart. Mrs. Barrett saw Dora turn atthe chickens cry, saw her stoop and let thelittle fellow hop up on her hand, and openingthe window she called out to the troubled littlegirl: Good for lame Dumpy and my precious lit-tle daughter who has been so kind to him! Youwill have to mother him a while longer, I guess. For many weeks Dumpy followed Dora aboutt
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