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bounded Swiss, the big St. Bernard dog belonging to Uncle Ike. At Uncle
Ike's special request Swiss had not been banished to the barn or the
wood-shed, but had been allowed to sleep on a pallet in the corner of
the large room referred to.
Swiss was a great favorite with Mandy, and he was a great friend of
hers, for Swiss was very particular about his food, and he had found
Mandy to be a much better cook than Uncle Ike had been; besides the
fare was more bounteous at the Pettengill homestead than down at the
chicken coop, and Swiss had gained in weight and strength since his
change of quarters.
After breakfast Uncle Ike came into the kitchen and received a warm
welcome from Swiss. Uncle Ike told Mandy and Mrs. Crowley the well-known
story of the rescues of lost travellers made by the St. Bernard dogs on
the snow-clad mountains of Switzerland. When Mrs. Crowley learned that
Swiss had come from a country a great many miles farther away from
America than Ireland was, he rose greatly in her estimation and she made
no objection to his occupying a warm corner of the kitchen.
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