these unfortunates； too； and some of them had no other friend in the world beside that uncalculating little dog。
When the morning stream of auld acquaintance had gone by； and none forgot； Bobby went up to the lodge to sit for an hour with Mistress Jeanie。 There he was called 〃croodlin' doo〃which was altogether absurdby the fond old woman。 As neat of plumage； and as busy and talkative about small domestic matters as the robin； Bobby loved to watch the wifie stirring savory messes over the fire； watering her posies； cleaning the fluttering skylark's cage； or just sitting by the hearth or in the sunny doorway with him； knitting warm stockings for her rheumatic gude…mon。
Out in the kirkyard Bobby trotted dutifully at the caretaker's heels。 When visitors were about he did not venture to take a nap in the open unless Mr。 Brown was on guard； and； by long and close companionship with him； the aging man could often tell what Bobby was dreaming about。 At a convulsive movement and a jerk of his head the caretaker would say to the wifie； if she chanced to be near：
〃Leuk at that； noo； wull ye？ The sperity bit was takin' thae fou' vermin。〃 And again； when the muscles of his legs worked rhythmically； 〃He's rinnin' wi' the laddies or the braw soldiers on the braes。〃
Bobby often woke from a dream with a start； looked dazed； and then foolish； at the vivid imaginings of sleep。 But when； in a doze； he half stretched himself up on his short； shagged fore paws； flattened out； and then awoke and lay so； very still； for a time； it was Mistress Jeanie who said：
〃Preserve us a'！ The bonny wee was dreamin' o' his maister's deith； an' noo he's greetin' sair。〃
At that she took her little stool and sat on the grave beside him。 But Mr。 Brown bit his teeth in his pipe； limped away； and stormed at his daft helper laddie； who didn't appear to know a violet from a burdock。
Ah！ who can doubt that； so deeply were scene and word graven on his memory； Bobby often lived again the hour of his bereavement； and heard Auld Jock's last words：
〃Gangawa'hameladdie！〃
Homeless on earth； gude Auld Jock had gone to a place prepared for him。 But his faithful little dog had no home。 This sacred spot was merely his tarrying place； where he waited until such a time as that mysterious door should open for him； perchance to an equal sky； and he could slip through and find his master。
On the morning of the day when the Grand Leddy came Bobby watched the holiday crowd gather on Heriot's Hospital grounds。 The mothers and sisters of hundreds of boys were there； looking on at the great match game of cricket。 Bobby dropped over the wall and scampered about； taking a merry part in the play。 When the pupils' procession was formed； and the long line of grinning and nudging laddies marched in to service in the chapel and dinner in the hall； he was set up over the kirkyard wall； hundreds of hands were waved to him； and voices called back： 〃Fareweel； Bobby！〃 Then the time…gun boomed from the Castle； and the little dog trotted up for his dinner and nap under the settle and his daily visit with Mr。 Traill。
In fair weather； when the last guest had departed and the music bells of St。 Giles had ceased playing； the landlord was fond of standing in his doorway； bareheaded and in shirt…sleeves and apron； to exchange opinions on politics； literature and religion； or to tell Bobby's story to what passers…by he could beguile into talk。 At his feet； there； was a fine place for a sociable little dog to spend an hour。 When he was ready to go Bobby set his paws upon Mr。 Traill and waited for the landlord's hand to be laid on his head and the man to say； in the dialect the little dog best understood： 〃Bide a wee。 Ye're no' needin' to gang sae sune； laddie！〃
At that he dropped； barked politely； wagged his tail； and was off。 If Mr。 Traill really wanted to detain Bobby he had only to withhold the magic word 〃laddie；〃 that no one else had used toward the little dog since Auld Jock died。 But if the word was too long in coming； Bobby would thrash his tail about impatiently； look up appealingly； and finally rise and beg and whimper。
〃Weel； then； bide wi' me； an' ye'll get it ilka hour o' the day； ye sonsie； wee； talon' bit！ What are ye hangin' aroond for？ Ehweelgang awa' wi' ye… …laddie！〃 The landlord sighed and looked down reproachfully。 With a delighted yelp； and a lick of the lingering hand； Bobby was off。
It was after three o'clock on this day when he returned to the kirkyard。 The caretaker was working at the upper end； and the little dog was lonely。 But； long enough absent from his master； Bobby lay down on the grave； in the stillness of the mid…afternoon。 The robin made a brief call and； as no other birds were about； hopped upon Bobby's back； perched on his head； and warbled a little song。 It was then that the gate clicked。 Dismissing her carriage and telling the coachman to return at five； Lady Burdett…Coutts entered the kirkyard。
Bobby trotted around the kirk on the chance of meeting a friend。 He looked up intently at the strange lady for a moment； and she stood still and looked down at him。 She was not a beautiful lady； nor very young。 Indeed； she was a few years older than the Queen； and the Queen was a widowed grandmother。 But she had a sweet dignity and warm serenityan unhurried look； as if she had all the time in the world for a wee dog； and Bobby was an age…whitened muff of a plaintive terrier that captured her heart at once。 Very certain that this stranger knew and cared about how he felt； Bobby turned and led her down to Auld Jock's grave。 And when she was seated on the table…tomb he came up to her and let her look at his collar； and he stood under her caress； although she spoke to him in fey English； calling him a darling little dog。 Then； entirely contented with her company； he lay down； his eyes fixed upon her and lolling his tongue。
The sun was on the green and flowery slope of Greyfriars； warming the weathered tombs and the rear windows of the tenements。 The Grand Leddy found a great deal there to interest her beside Bobby and the robin that chirped and picked up crumbs between the little dog's paws。 Presently the gate was opened again and' a housemaid from some mansion in George Square came around the kirk。 Trained by Mistress Jeanie； she was a neat and pretty and pleasant… mannered housemaid； in a black gown and white apron； and with a frilled cap on her crinkly； gold…brown hair that had had more than 〃a lick or twa the nicht afore。〃
〃It's juist Ailie；〃 Bobby seemed to say； as he stood a moment with crested neck and tail。 〃Ilka body kens Ailie。〃
The servant lassie； with an hour out； had stopped to speak to Bobby。 She had not meant to stay long； but the lady； who didn't look in the least grand； began to think friendly things aloud。
〃The windows of the tenements are very clean。〃
〃Ay。 The bairnies couldna see Bobby gin the windows warna washed。〃 The lassie was pulling her adored little pet's ears； and Bobby was nuzzling up to her。
〃In many of the windows there is a box of flowers； or of kitchen herbs to make the broth savory。〃
〃It wasna so i' the auld days。 It was aye washin's clappin' aboon the stanes。 Noo； mony o' the mithers hang the claes oot at nicht。 Ilka thing is changed sin' I was a wean an' leevin' i' the auld Guildhall； the bairnies haen Bobby to lo'e； an' no' to be neglectet。〃 She continued the conversation to include Tammy as he came around the kirk on his tapping crutches。
〃Hoo mony years is it； Tammy； sin' Bobby's been leevin' i' the auld kirkyaird？ At Maister Traill's snawy picnic ye war five gangin' on sax。〃 They exchanged glances in which lay one of the happy memories of sad childhoods。
〃Noo I'm nineteen going on twenty。 It's near fourteen years syne； Ailie。〃 Nearly all the burrs had been pulled from Tammy's tongue； but he used a Scotch word now and then； no' to shame Ailie's less cultivated speech。
〃So long？〃 murmured the Grand Leddy。 〃Bobby is getting old； very old for a terrier。〃
As if to deny that； Bobby suddenly shot down the slope in answer to a cry of alarm from a song thrush。 Still good for a dash； when he came back he dropped panting。 The lady put her hand on his rippling coat and felt his heart pounding。 Then she looked at his worn down teeth and lifted his veil。 Much of the luster was gone from Bobby's brown eyes； but they were still soft and deep and appealing。
From the windows children looked down upon the quiet group and； without in the least knowing why they wanted to be there； too； the tenement bairns began to drop into the kirkyard。 Almost at once it raineda quick； bright； dashing shower that sent them all flying and laughing up to the shelter of the portico to the new kirk。 Bobby scampered up； too； and with the bairns in holiday duddies crowding about her； and the wee dog lolling at her feet； the Grand Leddy talked fairy stories。
She told them all about a pretty country place near London。 It was called Holly Lodge because its hedges were bright with green leaves and red berries； even in winter。 A lady who had no family at all lived there； and to keep her company she had all sorts of pets。 Peter and Prince were the dearest dogs； and Cocky was a parrot that could say the most amusing things。 Sir Garnet was the llama goat； or sheepshe didn't know which。 There was a fat and lazy old pony that had long been pensioned off on oats and clover； andoh yesthe white donkey must not be forgotten！
〃O…o…o…oh！ I didna ken there wad be ony white donkeys！〃 cried a big…eyed laddie。
〃There cannot be many； and there's a story about how the lady came to have this one。 One day； driving in a poor street； she saw a costerthat is a London peddlerbeating his tired donkey that refused to pull the load。 The lady got out of her carriage； fed the animal some carrots from the cart； talked kindly to him right into his big； surprised ear； and stroked his nose。 Presently the poor beast felt better and started off cheerfully with the heavy cart。 When many costers learned that it was not only wicked but foolish to abuse their patient animals； they hunted for a white donkey to give the lady。 They put a collar of flowers about his neck； and brought him up on a platform before a crowd of people。 Everybody laughed； for he was a cl