1."Mamma，" said Susie Dean，one summer's morning，"may I go to the woods，and pick berries."
2."Yes，" replied Mrs. Dean，"but you must take Rover with you."
3.Susie brought her little basket，and her mother put up a nice lunch for her. She tied down the cover，and fastened a tin cup to it.
4.The little girl called Rover-a great Newfoundland dog- and gave him a tin pail to carry. "If I bring it home full，mamma，" she said，"wonˊt you make some berry cakes for tea."
5.Away she tripped，singing as she went down the lane and across the pasture. When she got to the woods，she put her dinner basket down beside a tree，and began to pick berries.
6.Rover ran about，chasing a squirrel or a rabbit now and then，but never straying far from Susie.
7.The tin pail was not a ver y small one. By the time it was t wo thirds f ull，Susie beg an to feel hung r y，and thought she would eat her lunch.
8.Rover came and took his place at her side as soon as she began to eat. Did she not give him some of the lunch. No，shewas in a sel.sh1 mood2，and did no such thing.
9."There，Rover，run away！there's a good dog，" she said； but Rover staid near her，watching her steadily3 with his clear brown eyes.
10.The meat he wanted so much，was soon eaten up ； and a ll he g ot of the nice dinner，was a small crust of gingerbread that Susie threw away.
11.After dinner，Susie played a while by the brook. She threw1 Sel.sh，thinking and caring only for oneˊs self. 2 Mood，state of mind.3 Steadily，constantly.sticks into the water，and Rover swam in and brought them back. Then she began to pick berries again.
12.She did not enjoy the afternoon as she did the morning. The sunshine was as bright，the berries were as sweet and plentiful1，and she was neither2 tired nor hungry.
13.But good，faithful Rover was hungry，and she had not given him even one piece of meat. She tried to forget how sel.sh she had been； but she could not do so，and quite early she started for home.
14.When she was nearly out of the woods，a rustling in the underbrush3 attracted4 her attention5. "I wonder if that is a bird or a squirrel，" said she to herself. "If I can catch it，how glad I shall be！"
15.She tried to make her way quietly through the underbrush； but what was her terror6 when she saw a large snake coiled up before her，prepared for a spring！
16.She was so much frightened that she could not move； but brave Rover saw the snake，and，springing forward，seized it by the neck and killed it.
17.When the faithful dog came and rubbed his head against her hand，Susie put her arms around his neck，and burst into tears. "O Rover，" she cried，"you dear，good dog！
1Plentiful，abundant.
2Neither，not the one or the other.
3Underbrush，shrubs or small bushes in a forest.
4 Attracted，drew.
5 Attention，earnest thought. 6 Terror，fright，fear.
18.Rover understood the tone of her voice，if he did not understand her words，and capered1 about in great glee，barking all the time. You may be sure that he had a plentiful supper that evening.
19.Susie never forgot the lesson of that day. She soon learned to be on her guard against a sel.sh spirit，and became a happier and more lovable little girl.
（Mrs. M. O. Johnson）