A Small Boy Feeds His Dog Roast Beef

A certain small boy had a dog named Fido. The boy was very fond of Fido. One day at dinner the boy’s father noticed that he took the best of the portion of roast beef which had fallen to his lot and placed it on another plate. Upon inquiry, the father learned that the meat was for the dog Fido. “My son,” said father, “it would be better if you ate that meat yourself and gave Fido some of the scraps that are left.” The boy protested, but his father was insistent. At the conclusion of the meal the boy took out to Fido a plate heaped with the scraps of the roast. “Here, Fido,” said the boy, “I wanted to make you an offering, but here is only a collection.” (Albany Journal).