the following pretty story is told of a brown-eyed maiden just four years old, with the sweetest voice and the tenderest heart in the world. she was pulling her little rocking-chair across the room the other day, when somehow in her progress she trod upon the tail of dog prince, and drew forth a low growl of reproach from that much-valued member of the family. a look of dismay crossed the baby’s face, and she turned hastily. “excuse me, prince,” she pleaded, as she laid her snowflake of a hand caressingly on the dog’s head. prince thumped his tail heavily as if to say, “it’s all right, dear little mistress. i know it was all an accident, and you won’t do it again, i am sure.” and the little maiden went on with her play feeling very happy.