Wouldn't it be grand to have such a dog follow me when I rode. Say, Dad,
why not have one?"
"What do you suppose a good one would cost?"
"I don't know, but a good bit more than a terrier, if they sell dogs by
size. May I write and find out?"
"There's no harm in doing that," said I, like the jellyfish that I am.
Jane wasted no time, but wrote at once, and at least seventeen times
each day, until the reply came, she gave me such vivid accounts of the
beauties of the beasts and of the pleasure she would have in owning
one, that I grew enthusiastic as well, and quite made up my mind that
she should not be disappointed. When the letter came, there was
suppressed excitement until she had read it, and then excitement
unsuppressed.
"Dad, we can have Alexis, son of Katinka by Peter the Great, for $125!
See what the letter says: 'Eleven months old, tall and strong in
quarters, white, with even lemon markings, better head than Marksman,
and a sure winner in the best of company.' Isn't that great? And I don't
think $125 is much, do you?"
"Not for a horse or a house, dear, but for a dog--"
"But you know, Dad, this isn't a common dog.
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