Chums on the Farm.

Otago Witness, Issue 3867, 24 April 1928, Page 79

Chums on the Farm.

By

ERN. SHAW.

Conyriqht

No. 6. Oh; look! ’ exclaimed Golly excitedly. “There’s a walking doormat! “ Don t be ridiculous!” retorted Teddy, it’s an old English sheepdog.” • “ Which is the end with the head on?” Golly inquired, for the faithful old animal was so covered with long shaggy hair that it was difficult to tell. “Offer him a bone,” suggested Teddy, “and then you’ll find out!” Teddy suggested that they should take him into the pasture and practice rounding up the sheep. ■-» “ I’d better put a lead on the dog,” he said, and opening the gate they entered the field. Seeing the flock scattered all over the pasture, “ Bingo ’’—for that ■was the dog’s name—evidently took for granted that he was expected to round them up into the corner to be counted, for this was what the farmer usually required him to do. Away he galloped, but unfortunately Teddy had wrapped the lead round his wrist, with the result that he was dragged all over the field. Golly did not come off scot free for as the sheep dashed about to avoid “Bingo,” he was bundled over. The Chums scolded the old dog afterwards, but he only put his tongue out and panted.

(To be Continued.)