A travlr, about tost out on his journy, saw his dog stand at th door strtchinghimslf. H askd him sharply,“what do you stand gaping thr for ?vrything is rady but you ,so cam with m instantly.”Th dog wagging his tail, rplid, “o,mathr! I'm quit rady, it is you for whomI am waiting .”
Th loitrr oftn imputs dlay to his mor activ frind.
