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portnnity offered. Knowing where and how to get it, 

 he would search the coats and vests laid aside by the men 

 while working in the fields. One day, while surrounded 

 by a large force of men, clearing the field, I heard the 

 shout : "Daisy is at the coats !" Looking up, I saw his 

 hoad buried in the pile of coats upon a ledge of rocks 

 near me, and ran to drive him off. When close by him 



he raised his head as high as he could, holding in his 

 mouth one end of a watch chain, the watch dangling 

 from the other end. The rousing laugh of the men in- 

 creased as the mischievous creature shook his head, sway- 

 ing the watch backward and forward, so close to the 

 rocks that I made up my mind that I should have to 

 provide the owner of it with another. Daisy appeared 

 conscious that he was doing a smart thing, and kept up 

 the swaying motion, until I took the watch uninjured 

 from him. 



