The old horse standing patiently by, with drooping head and hopeless, patient eyes, looked starved and weak. His poor body was so thin that the bones seemed ready to push through the skin, on which showed the marks of the blows he had received that morning. Nearby was Dick, the dog, as thin as the horse, but younger -- a lank, yellow, ugly, big-bodied dog, with a clever head, bright, speaking brown eyes, and as keen a nose for scent as any dog ever born possessed. The dog set his nose to the ground he dashed to the edge of the little wood and beyond it . . . then took to his heels and raced ah