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for the shore with it. Jim was delighted. Hans looked 

 nonplussed. 



" How's that ! " said Jim," ain't that nice, ain't he 

 a dandy?" 



" Valk pack," said Hans, " und make him pring it 

 to you ofer landt. Dot vill deach him to redrieve from 

 landt." 



Jim did so, but on reaching land the dog immediate- 

 ly commenced to bite, then eat the duck. In an in- 

 stant Jim was at his side, and had his fingers in his 

 collar. " You will, will you?" said he, and he began 

 kicking him. "You infernal whelp, I'll teach you/' 

 With each word he gave him a kick ; the dog howled, 

 and tried to get away, but it was useless, he was held 

 tight, and was kicked and pounded until Jim quit from 

 sheer exhaustion, and aided by a parting kick, the 

 dog ran howling away. 



Hans enjoyed it, and said : " A vile ago you said if you 

 effer gaught dot tog again, in vragrant delic doan't 

 remember yoost vat dot I would a cirgus see. Dink 

 you moost have gaught him dot vay. Mooch opliged 

 for der cirgus." 



" I am going to eat," said Jim, 



" Ziemlich," replied Hans. 



" Open up your basket, Hans, and lets get at it. What 

 have you got, anyway ? " 



" Here ve are. Dis vas proat und putter ; nechts, 

 pologna ; nechts, liverwurst ; nechst, Schweitzer ; 

 und ledst, lirnpurgur kase." 



u Oh, my ! how it smells," said Jim. 



" Dot ish zo," said Hans, " but it tastes mighty goot. 

 I neffer see limpurgur shees midout I dink of a shoke on 

 my vader. Neffer heard it ? No ? Vant me to tell it, 



