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

 nonplussed. 



" How's that I " 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, limpurgur kase." 



" 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, 



