This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1903 Excerpt: ... of fine snow, and the wind was keen. Mother Hound and her four little ones were asleep in the large kennel, but Father Hound's eyes were wide open. There was a noise by the fence. "Who is there?" said Father Hound in a deep growl. Out from the bushes came a little gray dog. He was hungry and cold. He wagged his tail and looked up at the big dog without saying a word. "Where did you come from?" asked Father Hound. The little gray dog curled himself into a ball and began to cry. Mother Hound was awake at once. "Whose baby is that?" she asked. "I do not know," said Father Hound. "He has been here only a minute. I think he has been in the brook, from the mud on his coat." "Let me smell," said Mother Hound. "No, he has been in the field behind the barn." "You have a very good nose," Father Hound said. "I could not have told that, I am sure." Mother Hound was busy making a nice bed for the little dog. When she spoke to him, he came in at once and lay down close beside her. It was warm and dry there, and he lay still. He was very, very tired. One summer evening Harry and Fred sat down upon the grass to rest. It began to grow dark. One by one the stars came out. At last it was quite dark. The sky was dotted with bright stars. Harry watched them quietly for some time; then he said, "Where are the stars in the daytime?" "They are shining just as they are now," said Fred. "Are they always shining, day and night?" asked Harry. "Yes, they are like the sun; they shine all the time." "Then why can we not see them by day?" "Because the sun gives much more light than the stars. You know that if the gas is lighted in the daytime, y...
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