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breed, dejectedly. &quot; You know what we mus 

 do ? We mus ketc dat debil firs , or we keel 

 no fur here. He steal de bait, an cac e de Trap ; 

 s pose we go out from de S ack, dat Carcajou 

 come down de c imney, tear up de clo es, spill de 

 farina de flour, t row de pot in de ribber, an* 

 do ever fool t ing what you can t ink. Never 

 mind, I ketc him, an I keel him ; &quot; and Francois 

 fairly danced a Red River jig in his rage. 



Whisky-Jack had perched on the end of a 

 roof-plate log when the trouble materialized, so 

 he heard this tirade against Wolverine. The 

 Bird could hardly go to sleep for chuckling. 

 What a sweet revenge he would have next day ; 

 how he would revile Wolverine. Surely the 

 unfortunate Carcajou had scorched his feet, and 

 mayhap his back, when he fell in the fire-place. 

 &quot; I wonder whose toes are sore to-night,&quot; the Jay 

 thought. &quot; I hope he got a good singeing 

 meddling beast ! Nice Lieutenant to upset 

 everything just when we were having such a 

 lovely time. Oh, but I 11 rub it into him 



to-morrow.&quot; 



