Aldrich, Thomas Bailey, 1836-1907 · Boston, CT : Hall and Locke · leaf 288
The carrier saw themuzzle hanging, cut and useless, from his neck, and Ieagerly told him the story, which Bob and I alwaysthought; and still think. Homer, or King David, or SirWalter alone wereworthy to rehearse. mt^^The seve«re httle manwas miti-gated,and con-descendedto say,Rab, myman,… … Bob and I buried the Game Chicken that night (wehad not much of a tea) in the back-green of his house 260 The Animal Story Book in Melville Street, No. 17, with considerable gravityand silence; and being at the time in the Iliad, and,like all boys, Trojans, we called him Hector, ofcourse. Six years…
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