run away child, to nurse," by singing out cheerfully: "I am just off,
uncle," and by the time he had reached the spot where she was standing
the little figure would be running off in the distance, Fritz close at
her heels.

One afternoon Sir Edward was returning from a stroll up the avenue when
he saw the child at play among the trees, and for a moment he paused and
watched her. She appeared to be very busy with a doll wrapped in a fur
rug which she carefully deposited at the foot of the tree; then for some
minutes she and Fritz seemed to be having a kind of a game of hide and
seek with one another, until she pushed him into a bush and commanded
him to stay there. Suddenly dog and child darted at each other, and
then, to Sir Edward's amazement, he saw his little niece seize Fritz by
the throat and bring him to the ground. When both were rolling over one
another, and Fritz's short, sharp barks became rather indignant in tone,
as he vainly tried to escape from the little hands so tightly round him,
Sir Edward thought it high time to interfere.

"Millicent," he called out sharply, "come to me at once; what are you
doing?"

In an instant Milly was upon her feet, and lifting a hot flushed little
face to his, she placed herself in her favorite attitude when in his
presence; her hands clasped behind her back, and feet closely planted
together.

"Don't you know Fritz might bite if you are so rough with him? Were you
trying to choke him?" demanded her uncle.

"Yes," she responded, breathless from her late exertions, "I was trying