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Show -253- his paxrs and began to tear at the xrrapping xrith his teeth. I t xas eerie. It xas almost as though he bad learned from the evening r i t u a l hoxr to respond. The ribbons xrere soon off, then the paper- A gaily colored box emerged. The printing on i t said: People Biscuits. The bo:: xas soon open, and the dog began chexring hungrilly and happily a t the diminutive figures of people in various occupations h o s t i l e to dogs. The Professor recognized a paper-boy and a postman. They were a l l laughing, amazed a t the animals accomplishment in getting the paclage open. One figure on the rug, the Professor could not see c l e a r l y . It had been knocked aside by the animals attempts to get the box open. He reached doxm and picked i t up. It xas a policeman. He leaned forxar, holding i t out to the dog. "Here, boy!" he said. "Eat the nice policeman!" "Grandpa!" his daughter said, but she laughed anyway. "I only irish there had boon one of the Governor," the Professor told her. |