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قراءة كتاب Prince Jan, St. Bernard
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Prince Jan, St. Bernard
PRINCE JAN
ST. BERNARD
"'The duty of a St. Bernard is to save lives and be worthy of his ancestors.'"
PRINCE JAN
ST. BERNARD
BY FORRESTINE C. HOOKER
Illustrated by LYNN BOGUE HUNT
DOUBLEDAY & CO., INC
GARDEN CITY, N.Y.
TO
AN AMERICAN PATRIOT
My father, Brigadier-General Charles L. Cooper, U.S.A.,
whose life for fifty-seven years, from May 27, 1862 to September 30, 1919,
when he answered the Last Roll Call,
was devoted to the service of his Country and his Flag.
F.C.H.
CL
1921, DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES
AT THE COUNTRY LIFE PRESS,
GARDEN CITY, N.Y.
CONTENTS
| Chapter I. | THE HOSPICE DOGS |
| Chapter II. | THE LAND OF SNOW |
| Chapter III. | A NEW WORLD |
| Chapter IV. | THE LAND OF NO SNOW |
| Chapter V. | JAN LEARNS TO HATE |
| Chapter VI. | THE POUND |
| Chapter VII. | HIPPITY-HOP |
| Chapter VIII. | THE MUZZLE |
| Chapter IX. | JAN'S JOURNEY TO THE LAND OF MAKE-BELIEVE |
| Chapter X. | THE HOME OF THE SUNBONNET BABIES |
| Chapter XI. | PRINCE JAN VISITS SHORTY |
| Chapter XII. | THE POUNDMASTER'S PROBLEM |
| Chapter XIII. | THE VOICES OF THE HOSPICE DOGS |
| Chapter XIV. | A FIRESIDE STORY |
| Chapter XV. | AN UNFORGOTTEN TRAIL |
| Chapter XVI. | PRINCE JAN DECIDES |
| Chapter XVII. | JAN'S REWARD |
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
PRINCE JAN
St. Bernard
Chapter I
THE HOSPICE DOGS
Prince Jan was a fuzzy, woolly puppy with clumsy paws and fat, round body covered with tawny hair. His brown eyes looked with loving good-will at everything and everybody.
Jan and his brother, Rollo, had great fun playing together, his long fur making it easy for Rollo to haul him around, while Jan's teeth slipped from his brother's short hair. Though they tumbled about and growled fiercely at each other, their eyes were dancing with laughter.
When tired of playing, they would coax their mother to tell them stories about the Hospice dogs. Then they would lie very quietly listening with pricked-up ears and earnest eyes. Sometimes Bruno, the