had thrown him, by Tom himself; and Pete
Trone, Esquire, was bought with Tom's first five-
dollar bill, and soon proved himself a terrier of
manifold accomplishments, — the brightest and
most mischievous member of the trio. All the
dogs had been carefully, trained by Tom. They
could fetch and carry, lie down when they were
bid, sit up on their hind legs, and do many other
tricks. Aunt Faith used to say, that if Tom
would only learn his lessons half as well as he
made his dogs learn theirs, there would be no
more imperfect marks in his weekly reports.
In the meantime, the dogs had turned the corner of the fence, and were slowly advancing towards the house ; while Grace, carrying Estella, came up the garden-walk. " Halt ! " said Tom, and the three dogs stopped instantly ; Turk, not daring to turn his head to see what was the matter, for fear of losing his balance, blinked out of the corner of his eye, as much as to say, " I wouldn't turn round if I could." "Pete Trone," said Tom gravely, "it is evident
