Mr. Trigg, As I Have Said Before, Was A Long Time With Us, And The
Happy Deliverance I Have Related Did Not Occur Until I Was Near The
End Of My Eighth Year.
At the present stage of my story I am not yet
six, and the incident related in the following chapter, in which Mr.
Trigg figures, occurred when I was within a couple of months of
completing my sixth year.
CHAPTER III
DEATH OF AN OLD DOG
The old dog Caesar - His powerful personality - Last days and end - The
old dog's burial - The fact of death is brought home to me - A child's
mental anguish - My mother comforts me - Limitations of the child's
mind - Fear of death - Witnessing the slaughter of cattle - A man in the
moat - Margarita, the nursery maid - Her beauty and lovableness - Her
death - I refuse to see her dead.
When recalling the impressions and experiences of that most eventful
sixth year, the one incident which looks biggest in memory, at all
events in the last half of that year, is the death of Caesar. There is
nothing in the past I can remember so well: it was indeed the most
important event of my childhood - the first thing in a young life which
brought the eternal note of sadness in.
It was in the early spring, about the middle of August, and I can even
remember that it was windy weather and bitterly cold for the time of
year, when the old dog was approaching his end.
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