Bowser lifted his head and sniffed long and hard . What he smelled was smoke . He knew what that meant . Somewhere not very far ahead of him was a house . -LSB- Illustration : SOMEWHERE NOT VERY FAR AHEAD OF HIM WAS A HOUSE . Page 96 . -RSB- With new hope and courage Bowser tried to hurry on . Presently around a turn of the road he saw a farmyard . The smell of the smoke from the chimney of the farmhouse was stronger now , and with it was mingled an appetizing smell of things cooking . Into Bowser 's whimper there now crept a little note of eagerness as he dragged himself across the farmyard and up to the back door . There his strength quite left him . He did n't have enough left to even bark . All he could do was whine . After what seemed a long , long time the door opened , and a motherly woman stood looking down at him . Two minutes later Bowser lay on a mat close by the kitchen stove . CHAPTER XXI BOWSER BECOMES A PRISONER There is no one in all the Great World more faithful than a faithful dog . Bowser the Hound . Bowser the Hound was a prisoner . Yes , Sir , Bowser was a sure-enough prisoner . But there is a great difference in prisons .
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Bowser CHAPTER Illustration PRISONER World farmyard house left strength whimper