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Joey
IdaresayDavidwouldhavehadtolaughintheend,hadtherenotbeenahalf-gnawedsausageinoneofthepockets,andthesightofitremindedhimsocruellyofthepoordog’sfatethathehowled,andJoey’sheartwastouchedatlast,andhealsowept,buthewipedhiseyeswiththeduck.
Itwasatthistouchingmomentthatthepantaloonhobbledin,alsodressedaswehadseenhimlast,andcarrying,unfortunately,atrayfulofsausages,whichatonceincreasedthegeneralgloom,forheannounced,inhissqueakyvoice,thattheyweretheverysausagesthathadlatelybeenthedog.
ThenJoeyseemedtohaveagreatidea,andhisexcitementwassoimpressivethatwestoodgazingathim.First,hecountedthesausages,andsaidthattheyweretwoshort,andhefoundthemissingtwoupthepantaloon’ssleeve.Thenheranoutoftheroomandcamebackwiththesausage-machine;andwhatdoyouthinkhedid?Heputallthesausagesintotheendofthemachinethattheyhadissuedfrom,andturnedthehandlebackward,andthenoutcamethedogattheotherend!
CanyoupicturethejoyofDavid?
Heclaspedthedearlittleterrierinhisarms;andthenwenoticedthattherewasasausageadheringtoitstail.Thepantaloonsaidwemusthaveputinasausagetoomany,butJoeysaidthemachinehadnotworkedquitesmoothlyandthathefearedthissausagewasthedog’sbark,whichdistressedDavid,forhesawhowawkwarditmustbetoadogtohaveitsbarkoutside,andwewereconsideringwhatshouldbedonewhenthedogclosedthediscussionbyswallowingthesausage.
