TWO SPORTS; OR, OUT FOR A LARK. 239 
“ Fifty cents! That’s outrageous! Awful!” 
“ Dots a pigever brofit den ve make on segars,” Hans 
puts in. 
“ Can’t help it, that’s my price. If you don’t want 
to give it, all right.” 
“ What do you say, Hans, shall we pay it?” asked 
Jim. 
“Guess you pedder, Shim. Maype its casting pread 
on der vatter, und vill after many days redurn. He 
seems a nice young man, und I am glat to help him 
oud.” 
They pay the boy, take the ducks, and the boy 
departs. 
“ Hans,” said Jim, ‘* How much money did you bring 
along ?” 
“Tri tollars,” replies Hans. 
“JT had five, that makes eight. Do you know what I 
would have done rather than let that boy get away?” 
“ Yes, I do,” replied Hans, “und it vould half penn 
all right, und I vould half paid you der eggstry tollar 
ven ve got home.” ‘“Shiminy Gristmus! But I vas 
scairt ven you let dot poy valk off, I vas zo oxzited dot 
I vas almost afraid to sbeak. If you hat ledt him off 
mit dose dugs gegangen, you vould neffer my forgive- 
ness had. Neffer, neffer, neffer.” 
“ What did you take me for?” asked Jim, “7 didn’t 
intend he should get away. Nice note it would have 
been, to have gone home without ducks, wouldn’t it? 
Why, man, we never would have heard the last of it. 
We would have been the laughing stock of the whole 
town.” 
“Dots vats der madder,” said Hans, ‘“ but.I vas 
afraidt dot maype ve hadn’t money genough, und ve 
