PIERROT, DOG OF BELGIUM
A BELGIAN CARBINEER CAME VERY HURRIEDLY ONE MORNING ANDLED PIERROT AWAY
PIERROT
DOG OF BELGIUM
By WALTER A. DYER
AUTHOR OF
“THE RICHER LIFE,” ETC.
Illustrated by Gordon Grant
Garden CityNew York
DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY
1915
Copyright, 1915, by
Doubleday, Page & Company
All rights reserved, including that of
translation into foreign languages,
including the Scandinavian
TO THE
COMMISSION FOR RELIEF
IN BELGIUM
WAGING A BLOODLESS BATTLE AGAINST
FAMINE AND THE RAVAGES OF
WAR, THIS LITTLE TALE IS
SYMPATHETICALLY
DEDICATED
Belgium lies bleeding.
Across her level, lush meadows the harsh-shodhosts of war have marched. Beside herpeaceful waters the sons of God have spilledeach other’s blood. Beneath her noble treeshave raged the fires of human hate.
Her king and his brave warriors have foughtto save that which was their own and, drivenback, have left their smiling land to suffer thedesolation which has ever been the conqueror’sboast. Her ancient cities smoke. The inspiredcraftsmanship of an elder day has beendestroyed forever.
Belgium lies moaning.
Across the winter sea we have heard thewailing of men and women among their ruinedhomes—honest townsfolk, simple Walloon andFlemish peasants, who had borne no malice[Pg viii]and had done no wrong. And amid the criesof anguish and despair there have come tome the weeping of a little girl named Lisaand the voice of a faithful dog whining for hismaster.
W. A. D.
PIERROT, DOG OF BELGIUM
PIERROT, DOG OF BELGIUM
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The children called him Pierrot from thefirst. That is, of course, no proper namefor a Flemish dog, but you see Mère Mariehad come from Dinant, where almost everybodyspeaks French, and she had beentaught French