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Title: Understood Betsy
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Fisher, Dorothy Canfield, 1879-1958 Williamson, Ada Clendenin, 1880-1958, ill
Subjects: Farm life
Publisher: New York, H. Holt and Company
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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for him. She had a fellow-feel-ing about that relative of hers. Also it was im-possible to be afraid of so abjectly meek andguilty an animal. As old Shep came up to her,poking his nose inquiringly on her lap, sheshrinkingly held out the big piece of skin, andthough she jumped back at the sudden snapand gobbling gulp with which the old doggreeted the tidbit, she could not but sympathizewith his evident enjoyment of it. He wavedhis bushy tail gratefully, cocked his head onone side, and, his ears standing up at attention,his eyes glistening greedily, he gave a little,begging whine. Oh, hes asking for more!cried Elizabeth Ann, surprised to see howplainly she could understand dog-talk. Quick,Uncle Henry, give me another piece! Uncle Henry rapidly transferred to her platea wing-bone from his own, and Aunt Abigail,with one deft swoop, contributed the neck fromthe platter. As fast as she could, ElizabethAnn fed these to Shep, who woofed them downat top speed, the bones crunching loudly under
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BETSY GOES TO SCHOOL 79 his strong, white teeth. How he did enjoy it!It did your heart good to see his gusto! There was the sound of the telephone re-ceiver being hung up in the next room—andeverybody acted at once. Aunt Abigail begandrinking innocently out of her coffee-cup, onlyher laughing old eyes showing over the rim;Uncle Henry buttered a slice of bread with agrave face, as though he were deep in conjec-tures about who would be the next President;and as for old Shep, he made one plunge acrossthe room, his toe-nails clicking rapidly on thebare floor, sprang up on the couch, and whenCousin Ann opened the door and came in hewas lying in exactly the position in which shehad left him, his paw stretched out, his headlaid on it, his brown eyes turned up meekly sothat the whites showed. Ive told you what these three did, but Ihavent told you yet what Elizabeth Ann did.And it is worth telling. As Cousin Ann steppedin, glancing suspiciously from her sober-facedand abstracted parents to

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