Then a dog entered the church. He was sad at heart. He wanted some new, different thing to do. He saw the large black bug, and his tail lifted and moved a little, happily. He looked at the bug carefully; walked around it; put his nose nearer; lay down with the bug between his front feet; and began to sleep
Then he had had enough of the smaller bug. Forgetting the large black bug, he sat down on it. With a wild cry of pain, he went running around the church. The bug kept its hold. The bug kept its hold. The dog ran across the front of the church, and across the back. His cries grew louder and louder. Then he jumped into his owner’s arms. His owner threw him out a low window
Now all the people in the church had red faces and were trying not to laugh. Mr. Sprague had stopped speaking. He began again, but it was not easy for him to continue. Here and there a laugh could be heard. All were glad when it was time to go home.
The Fly biten the dog on the nose and Aunt Polly and Tom were laughing along with in the church.
The fly bit Tom on his butt and then started to fly away and the dog started barkinng at it. Aunt Polly was so scared.
The Pastor stoped speaking and look at Aunt Polly ashamed while the dog was taken out the church.