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THE ADVENTURES OF 



The day was drawing to a close when we returned to the 

 fire ; from the stew-pan an appetizing odor was escaping, 

 in which one of the couroucous, with a handful of rice, was 

 boiling, while the other bird was roasting in front. It was 

 really a capital dinner ; first we had some excellent soup, of 

 which Lucien had two platefuls ; then came what was left 

 of our squirrel, and last of all the roasted couroucou, which 

 rEncuerado served up on a bed of water-cresses. We had 

 an unlimited supply of water ; and, although my readers may 

 smile at what I say, I really believe we drank too much. A 



cup of coffee crowned our feast, and then the remains were 

 left to Gringalet, who licked every thing clean, even to the 

 very saucepan. Lucien, having finished his meal, lay down 

 by my side, and was not long before he was fast asleep. 



A dismal howling from our four-footed companion woke 

 us up with a start. We seized our arms. The dog, with 

 his ears laid back, his tail between his legs, turned his nose 

 to the wind with an anxious glance, and set up a fresh 



