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of the river eating white Buffalo- berries and red 

 Cranberries until I m weary. They are so small, 

 and I am so big ; it keeps me busy all day.&quot; 



&quot; You Ve got stout on it,&quot; chuckled Jack. 

 &quot;I wish I could get fat.&quot; 



&quot; You talk too much, and fret yourself to death 

 over other people s business,&quot; growled Bear. 

 &quot;You re a meddling Tramp.&quot; 



&quot; Muskwa,&quot; said Mink, &quot; there are bushels 

 and bushels of big, juicy, Black Currants up in 

 the Muskeg, near the creek I fish in I wish I 

 could eat them. Swimming, swimming all day 

 after little frightened Fish, that are getting so 

 cunning. Why, they hide under sticks, and get 

 up in shallow water among the stones, so that I 

 can hardly see them. It must be pleasant to sit 

 up on your quarters, nice and dry, pull down the 

 bushes and eat great, juicy Berries. I wish I 

 lived on fruit.&quot; 



&quot; No you don t,&quot; snarled Jay ; &quot; you d sell 

 your Mother for a fish.&quot; 



&quot;If you re quite through wrangling,&quot; inter 

 rupted Wolverine, &quot; I 11 go on talking about 

 the King. Who is better suited than Black 

 Fox ? Is it Mooswa? He would make a very 

 magnificent-looking King. See his great horns. 

 He would protect us just now; but do you 

 not know that in the Spring they will drop off, 



