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to a well-stocked river. Here, Billy, take these fish 

 up to the house, and tell the Chinaman to cook them 

 for dinner. 



Billy. Yan [go] station give cook two fellow 

 fish all right come again soon. 



New Chum (calling after him). And see how quick 

 you can get back again. He will come back, I 

 suppose ? 



Veteran. Then you have a more robust faith than 

 I. No, we shall have to find our own way home. 

 Your black fellow almost invariably tells the truth as 

 to matters of fact, but his promise is worth precisely 

 nothing. He does not mean to deceive, but he obeys 

 the whim of the minute, and forgets everything else. 

 And now, in with your bait again we want some 

 more fish, and the days close in very fast. 



New Chum. Here's another fish at me but he 

 bites very queerly, just twitching the line without 

 running. 



Veteran. Better haul in, and throw out a few 

 yards further there's no fish in the case. 



New Chum. No fish? come, that's too good. I 

 feel him still, and with a little patience I hope to 

 nail him. Ah ! he's on the move at last, though very 

 slowly. Now, sir! so I've hooked you at last 

 "What say you to that ? 



Veteran. Respice finem, respice funem, as Jonathan 

 Oldbucksays. Look to your line, and see what comes up. 





