So they all called in chorus,—Fido and the other honest friends.
"Fido," said Abner, remembering it all, as the years came back.
One morning in May Fido sat on the front porch, and he was deep in thought.
As for Fido, he sat on the front porch and watched the people moving in.
Fido knew that, for there were caresses in every stroke of the dimpled hands.
So then and ...