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express his pleasure by means of ordinary demonstra- 

 tions, but tweaked his friend's ears, crawled all over 

 his arms and shoulders, and bobbed his head aifirma- 

 tively at all he said. "Ned saM Jimcrack, po' ole 

 Jimcrack ; Jimcrack want a drink, ha, ha, ha ! " 



" Da's de same sho'-nuff ole Jimcrack ; dat's what 

 he useter say to me ebery mawnin', puched on de 

 back ob ole massa's cha'r. But wha' he come from ? 

 How you ketch dis ole raskil, sah ? " 



I then told him of the capture of Psittacus, our 

 companionship, and of my surprise at his linguistic 

 acquirements. 



" Well, sah, dis prove to me dat de Lawd's ban's 

 am in dis all. Who sen' Jimcrack to you, sah, when 

 you is all alone an' need somebuddy to convarse wiv, 

 sah? Why, de Lawd! He know what's what; he 

 know how yo' lose de use er yo' tong ef yo' don' hab 

 nobuddy fo' talk wiv, sah ; he take mo' pity on yo' 

 dan yo' tek on yo'self, sah ; ef yo' pehmit um say so 

 who ain't no desire to critumcise yo' acks, sah. But de 

 mystry to me am dis : Ef de Lawd want yo' hab com- 

 pany, an' de Lawd know sho' nuff dat yo' need good 

 comp'ny, wha' fo' he sen' such ole raskil as dis Jim- 

 crack ? Massa, he de raskilist ole bud dat eber fly. 

 He fuller ob 'rignal sin dan a aig is full er meat. 

 Swar ! Yo' orter heah um swar ! " 



" Yo' orter heah um swar," chimed in Psittacus, 

 who had been a delighted listener, and who nodded 

 his head at every accomplishment enumerated. 



" Wha' um tell yo', massa, am de truf," said Fri- 

 day, holding up his hands in horror, and at the same 



