ELL had disappeared, and no one could find her anywhere. Poor Baby cried till his pretty eyes were all and red, for Nell was his favourite playmate, and he missed her dreadfully.  
“Never mind, old man,” said Mother, kissing him. “She’ll come back again some day.” And so she did.
 
One day a little half-starved ragged-looking dog came creeping up to the nursery, and Baby uttered a shout of joy. “Mamma, Mamma,” he cried, “Nell’s come back.”
 
The good little dog licked Baby’s hands and face, and wagged her tail by way of saying, “How are you, darling Babs, after all this long time?”
 
But, when Mother set a dish of food before her, she gobbled it up in no time, and then, scarcely waiting to say “Thank you,” she ran out of the nursery, downstairs, and after that no one knew what had become of her, for she was lost again.
 
However, the next day she came back again, and the next, and the next, and one fine morning she up to the nursery, dragging with her the sweetest little puppy you ever saw.
 
Poor doggie! she was very proud of her little son, but oh! so frightened lest any harm should come to him.
 
Moth............