tongue was ever busy lashing the strag- 

 glers into his greedy maw. 



Lan's nearest neighbor was Lou 

 Bonamy, an ex-cowboy and sheep- 

 herder, now a prospecting miner. He 

 lived, with his dog, in a shanty about 

 a mile below Kellyan's shack. Bon- 

 amy had seen Jack "perform on a 

 bee-crew." And one day, as he came 

 to Kellyan's, he called out: " Lan, 

 bring Jack here and we f ll have some 

 fun." He led the way down the stream 

 into the woods. Kellyan followed him, 

 and Jacky waddled at Kellyan's heels, 

 sniffing once in a while to make sure 

 he was not following the wrong pair 

 of legs. 



u There, Jacky, honey honey!" 

 and Bonamy pointed up a tree to an 

 immense wasps' nest. 



Jack cocked his head on one side 

 and swung his nose on the other. 



