had given him. When Tim could once more hop about on his perch, his false friend, the sparrow, came to the window.

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"How do you do?” said he. I ́hope you do not bear any malice, for it was not my fault that you were hurt?"

"I think," said Tim, gently, "it was not your fault that I was not killed. I bear

no malice, sparrow; indeed, I thank you, for you have taught me not to listen to bad advice, as well as to know when I am well off, and to be thankful and content with my lot."

Then the sparrow flew off, and never again paid Tim a visit.

JUNO AND HER FRIEND KIT.

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SOME people said Juno was too small for a watch-dog and too large for a pet. But we found she could be both of these, and she lived with us as a true friend for many years, and of all the dogs I ever knew, Juno had the most sense. brought her up from the time she was three months old, and she soon learnt. not only what we meant by our words, but to know by the tone of our voices. and the look in our eyes if we were pleased with her. We used to say Juno was a lady-like dog, for she had such nice tidy ways, and was very gentle in her

manners. When she had been out of doors, Juno was not like some little boys and girls who forget to rub their shoes, for she would not come off the mat in the hall, if her feet were dirty, until she had tried to get the mud off. If Juno could not do this, she would stand still and whine till we came and gave her feet a rub for her. Juno would not take ever such a tid-bit from our left hand, and would not eat anything from a plate in the dining-room unless we spread a paper on the floor and said, "There, Juno, is your cloth."

Juno had a rug of her own laid every night at my door, and if this were not given to her, she would not lie upon the door-mat. No doubt she knew that if she made her bed on a sheep-skin it