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A BUSINESS CALL
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The boy had piled two or three big boulders on top of one another. These he had surmounted, and was peering through a high up crack or knot hole in the fence.

On one arm he carried the newspaper package Frank had noticed. Bit by bit he poised its contents, hurling them over the fence.

A loud clamor of yelps and barkings would greet this shower of food. Frank drew nearer, mightily interested.

The little fellow would throw over a bone and peer inside the enclosure.

"Get it, Fido!" Frank heard him shout. "They won't let him—those big ones," he wailed. "Oh, you dear, big fellow, help him, help him. No, they wont' let him. Fido, Fido, Oh, my! oh my!"

The little fellow slipped down to a seat on the boulders now and began to cry as if his heart would break. Frank approached and pulled at his arm.

"Hi, youngster," he challenged, "what in the world are you up to, anyhow?"