"Yes, that is well enough, but you must learn much more; you must learn to drill so that you don't make a mistake in a single movement." "Then do you think I might become a general?" continued Viggo. "Who knows? But it is difficult. The eyes are not bad, you have the right expression. But the nose--no it has not the correct shape. But, of course, it may grow and curve in time," said Old Hans. After that Viggo learned to drill and march from his old friend; but he often looked in the mirror and wished with all his heart that the nose would curve a little more. ALLARM, THE DOG One afternoon Viggo was walking home from school with a bag of books on his back. He marched straight as a stick, with a soldiery step. Old Hans was standing outside the cottage waiting for him, and when Viggo halted and saluted, the old man asked if he could guess what present there was for him at the house. "How does it look?" asked Viggo. "It is brown," said Hans. "Now guess." "Oh, I suppose it is nothing but a lump of brown sugar from Aunt Beate," said Viggo. "Try again!" said Hans, and grinned. "It is dark brown, it walks on four feet and laps milk." "Is it the puppy the Captain has promised me? Is it?" cried Viggo, and forgot all about standing straight and stiff before the Grenadier. "Right about! Of course that's what it is," said Hans the Grenadier. But Viggo turned a somersault instead of "Right about" and ran to the house. On a piece of carpet close by the fireplace lay the little puppy, and he was beautiful. The body was dark brown, but the nose and paws were light brown, and he had a light brown spot over each eye. When Viggo sat down on the floor beside him and stroked the soft fur, he licked Viggo's hand. Soon they had become acquainted, and from that time on Viggo watched, to see if the puppy grew, almost as carefully as he watched his own nose to see if it had the proper curve so that he might become a general. In the night, Allarm lay by Viggo's bed, and in the daytime sat beside him when he was studying his lessons. The puppy was not allowed to go along to school, but he met Viggo every afternoon, and barked with joy and wagged his tail. One winter morning Hans the Grenadier and some of the farm hands were going to the woods to haul timber with seven horses. Viggo had a holiday that day, so he was allowed to go along. He put his rubber boots on, and whistled for Allarm. The puppy jumped and barked when he noticed that they were off for the woods. But Viggo's father said it would be best to leave Allarm at home, for there were packs of wolves in the woods. Viggo did not like to leave Allarm behind, but when his father said so of course he must do it. He took the strap and tied Allarm to the leg of the sofa. Then he put his old coat on the floor beside the dog, so that he might be comfortable. But you can't imagine how Allarm whined and howled when he understood that he was to be left tied up.