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part, I d rather have feathers ; they don t rub 

 off, and are nicer in every way. Do you know 

 who likes your coat, Carcajou ? &quot; 



&quot; The Russians ! &quot; piped Mink, like a little 

 school-boy. 



&quot; Stupid Fish-eater ! Bigger fools than the 

 Russians buy Wolverine the Eskimo, who live 

 away down at the mouth of the big river that 

 runs to the icebergs.&quot; 



&quot; What are icebergs, Brother ? &quot; asked Mink. 



&quot; Pieces of ice,&quot; answered Jack. &quot; Now you 

 know everything, go and catch a Goldeye for 

 your supper.&quot; 



&quot; Goldeye don t come up the creeks, you ig 

 norant Bird,&quot; retorted Sakwasew. &quot; I wish they 

 did, though ; one can see their big, yellow eyes so 

 far in the water they re easily caught.&quot; 



&quot;Suckers are more useful,&quot; chimed in Fisher; 

 &quot; when they crowd the river banks in Autumn, 

 eating those black water-bugs, I get fat, and 

 hardly wet a foot ; I hate the water, but I do 

 like a plump, juicy Sucker.&quot; 



&quot; Not to be compared to a Goldeye or 

 Dore,&quot; objected Mink; &quot;they re too soft and 

 flabby/ 



&quot; Fish, Fish, Fish ! always about Fish, or 

 something to eat, with you Water-Rats,&quot; inter 

 rupted Carcajou, disgustedly. &quot; Do let us get 



