No servant in the hotel but took a personal pride in him or watched his chance to give him a sly sweetmeat or a caress.

But being a dog instead of a human, the attention only made him the more lovable, for it made him feel that it was a kind world he lived in and everybody was his friend.
It was after lunch that the Little Colonel came up-stairs carrying the diary, now half-filled with the record of their journeying.
"Put it all down in the book, Papa Jack," she demanded.

"I'll nevah forget to my dyin' day, but I want it written down heah in black and white that Hero saved me!".