The Sunday Oregonian., June 01, 1902, PART FOUR, Page 28, Image 28

THE SUNDAY OREGOlvTA PORTLAND, .TUNE 1, 1902.
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NIGNI, THE DWARF
THE ADVENTURE OF A LITTLE MAN AS'
WRITTEN BY HIMSELF.
Ko. G "He Sail for England.
R. "FEDDO'S plan was for a tour
of .Europe, exhibiting me In all
the cities and towns, and I was
pleased -with it. The Idea was to have
ay father co alone:, as now I had no
mother, but he shook his head and said:
"I am getting to be an old man. I
have never traveled, even In my own
country, and to go among people whose
customs and language are strange to me
would not give me any pleasure I am
quite rich now, thanks to you both, and
I prefer to remain right here in my own
town and live in a quiet way."
"Bet I must have Kignl," said the
showman.
"Well, I have been thinking," contin
ued my father. "He is now about S years
old, and has been traveling for nearly
two years. WMle he is only 12 inches
high and his weight is only nine pounds,
I think ho can almost take care of him
self. Couldn't you hire some one to go
along and watch you for him a little?"
"I can and will. I have a nephew named
Arak, -who is a steady, 'sensible young
man, and howlll be glad to go along for
the wages I will offer. He will look out
for Kigni with all the care you. can ask
for."
It was settled in that way, and then I
astonished Mr. Yeddo. "While on exhibi
tion I had see but few English, French
or German people, and not even one
American. I could only speak our lan
guage, and. had no idea, of learning any
other. "When mother died and I returned
home, it happened that an English family
with a little boy 10 years old came to
tho village to live. Tho boy was named
Ben, and we liked each other on sight.
"We could not converse, but we soon set
about learning each other's lmguagc.
"We would point to houses, fences, trees,
animals and other things, and I would
give- their names in the Japanese lan
guage, and he would give them in Eng
lish. It wasn't long before we could
pronounce the names of everything to be
seen, and in three or four months wo
could converge in cither English or Jap
anese. We made some queer blunders
and funny mistakes, of course, but the
groat showman was dumb with surprise
when I said to him quietly:
"I spak not English liko a boy English,
but htm I very well speak." J
"What! Have you been learning the
language?" he almost shouted at me.
. "The language I learn till almost Eng
lish I am," I replied proudly.
"How grand Why, NIgnl, I was feeling
cast down over the thought that you
would not be able to ;peak one word to
the English people, and hero I find you
talking like a parrot. You have been a
sharp boy to pick It up, and it will add
greatly to your popularity. You neod
not mind French or German, though you
will pick up many words as we go along.
I win now say to you In English:
" 'My little man, when able will you
on this journej tart?' "
"In two day 11I I ready be," I re
plied, and my father laughed and said
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. I a-iiZSWi2!2EEU&iU &t-Ssa I I I" I"J e??
parlorful of young people in the evenlpg
just as much as it Trill a claes at recesa
uuu. .twill ji wm uuuuu mi.-in, uw.
First, appoint s. leader, who starts the
game by assigning to each player a coun
try. To No. 1, wo'll say, he assigns the
United States; to No. 2. England; to No.
3, Scotland r-ta No! 4, Ireland; to. No. 5.
Germany; to No. 6, Russia, and so on un
til every player has -a country.
"When that has been done the -players
should refrain from talking for a while, so
that they may do a little tblnkJng, and.
you know rery well that If yon keep on,
talking to each other there will be no
chance to think. But when the thinking
is over you may talk as much, as you
pjease.
The thinking Is to be a little test of your
knowledge of geography, for the leader is
going to call on you. skipping about from
one to another, and when you are railed
you have to rise' and give tho name of a
river in tho country that you represent.
For example, the leader says, ".Let us
hoar from Germany," and the player to
whom Germany has been assigned rises
and says, "My name Is Rhine, and I am a
river of Germany."
Now, as you cannot tell when you may
be called on, you must think of your river
as soon after you get your country as
possible, and that Is why you must not
talk fnr a little while.
The game may be made a little more m-
mMp fl thr lender will assign, to the
j players countries that are not so well
known as these we nave roenuuuvu. .
may be varied by using the States of the
Union instead of countries and towns in
stead of rlvcra.
7f TONE time the birds-were in gccati absent-minded to be getting two bags of He asked hln
'A ilArcrer nf crtnrvTnj? to death for corn In one day.." Then Mr. Whistler ir. Rooster
fcj danger of starving to death, ror that cQm he ha(J jusfc gof r CrQ,
GREAT FOOD SWINDLE
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THE WAY MR. MOCKINGBIRD USPET MR. ROOSTER'S
BOOKKEEPING sf BY RAYMOND FULLER AYRES
been charged to Mr. Sparrow.
AH of the blrcte had been careful
to
possible, and they went hungry most of
i the time, for they knew that although
they could get as much as they wanted
at the store, still they would have to
pay it back some time, and If the
drouth lasted very much longer they
would get so deeply in debt to Mr.
Rooster that they would be unable to
pay him for a very long ume. no mat- . one else was thin
ter how hard they worked. Mr. whist-; a, but went off i
DIDN;T GET
THE BADGER
GLORY OF MORNING DIVERT
HUNTERS' THOUGHTS
A there had been no rain for a long
time, and as nothing could grow with
out rain, there was almost nothing for
tha birds to eat. They got along very well
for a while, because almost all of them
had soma provisions put away, but when
those were gone they were really in a
bad fix. Thoy all got as thin as could be,
and if it had not been for Mr. Rooster's
store they certainly would have starved.
Mr. Rooster was very well acquainted
with Mr. Man, and could get aH the corn,
oats and other grain that he wanted In
exchange for ega, with which his fam
ily kept him well fcupplicd. He had a ltt-
I tie store Just .on the edge of the woodo,
ana ncre trie birds usually went for their
provisions during the famine. Mr. Rooster
had to trust them allr for their money
was all gone; but their credit was good,
and, besides, Mr. Rooster chanted fear
fully hlch nricra. "Hvpn Wr TTaTcV I Rooster chained them to Mr. Robin. The
Crow and Judge Owl were obliged to go to xz aay ? suer "JU -" f""
-M, HjUr td set p.' ??Z &SS"1 &
and there were so many of the other Blrd iIr. Whistler kept this up every
birds around the store at times that Mr. gay, imitating the voices of all the birds
Rooster became afraid that they would I he knew, and when he came to the end
He asked him. to look at the books ag-aln.
was perfectly willing, and
Crow that he could look at Hum
toe, if he wanted to, so they both -
amincd the books very carefully, and. s-
make the provisions that they bought j enough, there were a lot of charge 3
at Mr. Rooster's store go just as for as ( against Mr. Crow for goods that he ea.d
he never had seen.
As they were looking over the different
entries, Mr. Crow happened to notice Mr.
Whistler's aacount, and he saw that It wx3
scarcely anything, compared with thit
of the other birds. Then he remembered
that all through the famine Mr. Whlstltr
had been plump and strong looking when
He did not say
at once to find Mr.
, . . AI...3 .. winl nr .Via n.K
ers. but now he decided he would eat' ,. wK,Ma avttr,r nn hi oot-
rSJlS-J1 "157 ?Uh smoking a pipe when Mr, Crow
uiuusui wiw, a."U ..w .ww ""-.fouraj hlm Iv. Crow said that he wa-
10 pa wr -v. ei.--t-. snmrisprt t.- sg Mr. Whistler lookmsr .3
Ho ate" his bagr of corn In one dayand
the next .day he went back to the stare
and. imitating tho voice of Mr. Rabin,
fat and strong alter the terrible famine
thex had all been through, Mr. W hlsu r
aid he was surprised mmseu, Dut uiat it
he asked far some oats. Mrs. Hen handed . ,,,.,... t,,.c , noVr- xir.-rr. i
. ,. fll . J J -T V3 UUUUUITCO kJtV.U.V.UU .... .. ......-
OVU; tne oats w;inout a. wuiu. uuu jh.
"I "WONDER. IF THE LITTLE FELLOW WOULD BITE IF I PULLED
HIS HAIRf"
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that the English tongue reminded him
of tho barking of the babbons in the for
est. In two days I bade my father and all
my friends good-by, and we Journeyed
down to the soa and boarded a 'steam
ship which sailed away for London. It
was only whon wo got aboard that I
met Arak, who was to be my friend,
companion and servant. "I liked his looks
and ways at once, and after -a few min
utes he picked me up in his strong arms
and said:
"Little fellow, I like you, and I am
sure that we shall get along together and
become the best of friends."
There were many English paFsengers
on the ship, and on our first day out. as
I was walking the deok vlth my sword
by my side, I heard one of them say to
another:
"I wondor if the little fellow would
bite If I puHod his hair."
"Sir!" I said, as I turned on him and
drew my sword, "something worse than
a bite vou will get if my hair you make
bold ro pull," and pretty soon all the
people were laughing and saying that I
had as much courage as a man of six
feet. That .was the only time on the
voyage that any one tried to poke fun at
me. All became very friendly and were
kind enough to help me along in speak
lag the English language. In mynoxt
I will tell you how I landed In London,
and of my first exhibition. The public
had heard of me, but dW nt bolievo that
I was as small as the papers said.
A BATTLE IN THE SNOW
THRILLING ACCOUNT OF AN UNEQUAL FIGHT BETWEEN A GRIZZLY
BEAR AND A COUGAR
THE "s-.rvival of the fittest," a law
among wild animals, accounts for
mst ol them having about the same
amount of intelligence, of course varied
according to the scale of animal intellect.
But once In a while an animal exoois his
fellows by superior wisdom, strength, or
craft, and bMomes a veritable leader of
his kind. And It was by a series of oc
currences that Puma, the little cub-cougar,
grew up to be one of the strongest
and wisest of his race.
He always had been remarkably bright,
and as he grew older and stronger he be-j
came one of the most reckless, fear-ln-spiring
animals that ever played havoc
ith cattle and sheep, or that ever was
so suggestive of death to the inhabitants
of the small town of Blrchcreek.
Several months had passed, and. one
day, late in November, Mother Cougar
waB leading her young ones home to their
den.
It was a Wintry day; the snow covered
the ground, and dark clouds were swept
across the sky. The little cougars had
grown conslderablj. although Puma's
hrother had" developed some internal
trouble which made it hard for him to
swallow or to digest food without discom
fort, and so he was ailing most of tho
time.
Just as they wore coming around a
small hill a huge grizzly boar loomed up
In front of them. At first he didn't see
them, but Mother Cougar arched her back
and uttered a blood-curdling scream,
v hlch was a good enough warning for any
animal but a grizzly to change his direc
tion. The little follows were fairly fright
ened to death, and ran back some dis
tance into the woods. -But still the grizzly
kept on until he got quite near Mother
Cougar, and again she uttorod that wild
scream. She was terribly enraged now,
and was prepared to fight if he made an
other step In the direction of her little
ones. The bear raised up on his hind legs
and awkwardly continued his way, as
though he thought himself more terrify
ing In that exalted position. But Mother
Cougar's fighting blood was up, and she
made a couple of bounds and a leap that
landed her square on the grizzly's shoul
ders. She burled her teeth deep in the
Njleshy folds of his chest, and fell to work
with all her 20 claws.
For a few seconds ther,o was a terrible
fight, the snow flying in all directions;
and the agonized roars of the grizzly were
pitiful to hear. B.ut as soon as .the bear
could shake one arm free, he raised it
-like a powerful club high In air and
brought It down with one aw'ftf, crush
ing blow on Mother Cougar's head.
And that -was all. She dropped to the
ground limp and lifoloss, while the griz
zly made the 'hest of his way to the
woods, roaring with pain and fury.
The little ones? Well, they were bereft
of their one and only friend in the world.
They had crept up nearer during the
fight, and when they saw her drop lifeless
to the ground they ran up to her. But It
was all so strange; she was so still and
quiet; and they, not knowing what to do,
ran whimpering oft Into the woods. Clar
ence Edwin Booth Crossman in the Juno
St. Nicholas.
Talking- Rivers A Recess Game.
Some of the boys and girls, porhaps,
would rather have a big game of rOmps
out in the school yard, at recess, than
stay Indoors and play one of the games
that we are giving here. On the other
hand, soma of them would rather stay
Indoors than play outside.
That Is natural, of course, for we can
not expect them all to feel alike. But
the advantage about these games is that
they may be played at home Just as well
as at school, so that they will afford
amusement to you all. Here is one, for
instance, that will be sure to amuse a
SOME years ago. during a visit to
friends at Sudeley Castle, Gloucester
shire, the late Sir John Stalnor, the
famous organist and composer. Joined In
a badger hunt which had a most unex
pected ending, one that was undoubtedly
wholesome both for tho badger and his
hunters, says the Youth's Companion.
The manager of this estate amused him
self by nightly meets at certain woods
where the badgers earthed, and Dr. Staln
cr he had not then been knighted hav-inc-
been told that there was to be ,a
meet at a place called Pinnock Cliff, an
extensive woodland in the Cotswold, ex
pressed a desire to take part In It.
At midnight, accordingly, in company
with the manager, tho Rev. Robort
Browne, who was then curate of Sudqloy,
and a few others-, Dc Stalnor started to
tramp to the rendezvous, which was about
four miles away.x The beaters were left
at a certain point with Instructions to
give them their half hour's start. This
being effected, they were quietly await
ing the appearance of the badger, who,
disturbed on his rambles by the beaters'
dogs, would probably ere long charge at
the earths. While they waited, the ap
proach of the morning was heralded by
that' mysterious light which at that time
of year It was June begins to be seen
about 2 o'clock. -
It was one of the finest mornings pos
sible to Imagine. There was no wind,
the sky was clear.Jand tSie small patches of
detached mist obliquely creeping up toward
the ethereal blue overhead Irresistibly
suggested celestial beings winging their
upward way.
The birds soon' began their morning
songs first the skyjlght with his thrilling
notes, then In the far distance the cuckoo,
the wood pigeon and the dove cooing to
his mate, end then the hosts of other
birds, ono after another, until all the
woodland resounded with song. For a few
moments the little party stood In silence;
then Dr. Slalner, raising his hands, ex
claimed!
"All that have life and broath sing to
the Lordi" the opening words of Men
delssohn's "IJymn of Praise."
The manager caught it It In an In
stant and hummed the trombone part. ,
"Do you know It?" asked the doctor.
The manager nodded.
"Let us have the first chorus," said
Dr. Stalner.
And so.. they sang from memory, as well
as they could, the first chorus from the
"Hymn of Praise," Dr. Stalner taking- the
treble, Mr. Browne the alto, the manager
the tenor and another the bass.
Naturally they did not get the badger.
Never was badger in this humor wooed,
and it is easy to imagine the dazed beast,
who never c6uld have heard such sounds
in all his previous existence, glvng his
earth a wide berth.
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about anything.
Then they talked about the weathc-,
and other things, and Mr. Crow noticed
that Mr. Whistler would talk, first in tr-e
voice of one bird and then in the tones
of another. He seemed to have forsretten
his natural voice completely, and Mr.
Crow would hao believed that there were
51 dlffrent birds on Mr. Whistler's poreh
if he had shut his eyes.
Mr. Crow was astonished at this, at
first, but when Mr. Whistlor" spoke i.i
Mr. Crow's own voice, Mr. Crow almost
fell off the sorch. He could not bear It
to have any one speak to him in his pri
vate voice, so he went off to Mr. Rooster
aj once, and told him that he had fourd
the bird who had caused all the trouble.
Mr. Whistler wad arrested and taken
before Judge Owl. He broke down cim
pfately and confessed tow he had fcoled
Mr. Rooster by imitating the voices of
other birds; so Judge Owl decided that
Mr. Whistler should pay Mr. Rooster a'.l
of the extra charges on the bills of the
other birds. Mr. Whistler could not ra.
for the amount was so large, so he lu.d
to work for Mr. Rooster for two years
to settle the. debt. He was never ab!e
to speok or sing In his own voice after
that, and as he kept mocking the othr
j birds they changed his name to Mr. Mock
ing Bird,, and that is his name to tms
day. He has neyer tried to fool Mr
Rooster again, but every Summer yaa
can hear hlni mocking the other birds tho
same as ever.
MR. CRO"W ALMOST FELL OFF THE PORCH.
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break in and steal the whole storeful of
things. So he built a shelf outside of a
little window, and made the' birds stay
over again with Mr. Sparrow, and go
on. He -grew sleek .and fat, while all the
outside and ask for whatever they wanted j thrSShtt and lfelr f eath-
Books for the Vodnp;.
From "Books and Reading." a depart
ment In the April St. Nicholas, this has
been copied:
"Many grown people arc ready arl
eager to help you to find the reading you
will meet enjoy. Many of you are wast
ing time upon poor books when better
books of the same sort are ready to yc'ir
hands. There is hardly a kind of read
ing in which excellent books are not
to be found. Do not read the second-rate
or third-rate books, because you think
there are none better. If you like adven
trn ttml niif thp best books of adven-
of the list of acquaintances, he began all J ttjre'; jf y0l, care for hlsrtory or the llv.n
of great men or women, go to some Glut r
reader and tell him or her the sort of
books you like best.
CLEVER
BLIND CHILDREN
THEY STAGE A PLAY WITH
OUT A SINGLE HITCH
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DoirolkHs Glad Tbat She Cm Say TbavlttvmJlrevch
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VL-DOROTHY AND REGGIE IN FRANCE.
When one soes to a loreljm land, one 5es etranse things on every hand;
The houses, sewns and ipeech ana trees all seem so different over le&s-
Whn Dorothy and Reggie found themselves In France they looked around.
And everywhere their wond'rlng sight wa? met bj new things to delight.
Then Dorothy was glad that eke had studied French so faithfully,
Acd lasy Reggie felt quite small, tor Dorotny talked with 'them all.
Dorethy'8 hat was gray and groan, with ribbons ot a silken she.cn.
Of soft old-rose tint was her gown, with stripes ot mauve Unt up and dewn.
And Koggic's clothes wcer a, soft gray; his shirt was pink and cream, quite gay.
White caps were on oaoh French child's head; the eldest wore a gown bright red.
The little one paint blue and white; her hair is yeMow, solt, but bright.
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COMPANY of blind children, (enacted
the play of "Jack the Glant-Klller"
at St Louis recently.
It was their first attempt In the his
trionic line, and was pronounced the suc
cess of the season by the theater-goers.
The children beloiur to the Missouri
School for he Blind, and the entertain
ment was arranged in celebration of the
Institution's 51st anniversary.
The teachers made all of the costumes
and trained the performers for weeks be
forehand. The latter entered into the
spirit of the occasion with all of the zest
which more favored children might have
exhibited. The remarkable feature was
the keenness of perception which they
displayed. Guided by some instinct, they
never made one false step, but passed
and repassed each other on the stage
and always found their respective places
without a collision. Their movements
were all ease and freedom and grace and
their steps were as firm and full of confi
dence as though they had been blessed
with the brightest and keenest of eyes.
Sightless lords and ladles bowed to a
blind king and queen In courtly style. A
blind fairy waved her wand over their
majesties without once touching their
crowns. The blind Giant Blunderbore
marched in all his terrible might across
the stage with tho most threatening
strides and blind Jack the Glant-KUlcr
strutted gloriously up and down with his
trusty sword. It was all done with such
astonishing accuracy, and never was there
a mistake in word or action. The orches
tra which furnished the music was com
posed of 15 blind boys, and the attendants
of the king and queen numbered some 20
flightless little ones.
So that It was a company which really
crowded the narrow stage and made the I
excellence of the performance all the more
notable. A particularly pretty scene was
that in which Jack ltd the Princess- and
Fairy Good in a dance which was very
much like lie. Virginia reel.
After the play, S. M. Green, superin
tendent o the Institution was the recip
ient of many congratulations upon the
histrionic achievement of his pupils.
"They can do things and accomplish
good in the world. Just the same as peo
ple that have eyes, ha said proudly. "Our
motto is this: 'It is the soul that sees.'
"We took that motto several years ago
to impress on the pubHc the fact that
blind people are not a lot of helpless, un
natural creatures, as some suppose. Aside
from the misfortune of being deprived of
their eight; blind children arc affection
ate, they like to romp, and play, they
want to bo out in the fresh air and the
sunshine, and they enjoy hearing, the
songs of the birds and smelling the per
fume of the flowers."
Flowered organdies of the Dolly Varden
order are the latest .variety and they seejn
to belong to the broad, flat, drooping hats
with lace cuds and the pretty lace coats
which women are to wear in the evening.
New York Sun. ' " ',
throuffh this window.
Mrs. Hen would put the packages of
goods through the window on the shelf,
while Mr. Rooster sat Inside before a big
book, and charged the birds with what
ever they bought. Mrs. Hen was kept
so very busy handing out packages of
corn and other things to the crowds of
birds that came to the store that she sel
dom looked out of the window when a
customer asked for anything, for, as every
one knows, birds sing whatever they have,
to say. and Mrs. Hen knew the songs of
each one. At first she used to call out
the name of each customer to Mr. Rooster,
but she soon gave that up, for while Mr.
Rooster sat where he could not see out
of the window, ho could hear the orders
as well as Mrs. Hen could, and ho knew
whom to charge tho things to, for he
knew the voices of each customer as well
as Mrs. Hen herself.
One of the first to go to the store at
tho very beginning of the famine, was
a bird called Mr. Whistler, from the ex
traordinary ways In which he could
whistle. He could sing, too, but he. sel
dom did so, for he said that almost any
bird could sing, while It required a gentle
man of education and intellect like huu-
sff in -whistle.
One day as Mr. Whistler was standing 1
in line with a lot of other birds who were
waiting their turns to reach the window of
Mr. Rooster's store, to get something to
eat, he noticed that Mrs. Hen scarcely
looked at any one who bought, and that
"gave him an Idea. He noticed that Mr.
Sparrow had Just left tne wmaow wirji a
bag of corn, and when it was his turn to
go to the window he imitated Mr. Spar-
of corn. Mrs. Hen handed It out without
even looking at him, and as he went away
with his corn he heard Mr. Rooster say
to himself, "Mr. Sparrow mu3t be getting
ers, looked all rusty and worn, out from
want of proper nourishment.
At last the drought came to an end;
the rain fell in torrents; the grass and
vegetables began to grow finely, and the
"birds worked In tho fields as happily as
could be and raised large crops, all, that
is. except Mr. Whistler, who had become
bo lazy while he was living- high during
the famine that he could not bring- him
self to work very hard again, and so he
raised just enough vegetables to live on.
Then, one day, Mr. Rooster sent In his
bills for provisions to all of the birds.
Mr. Whistler's was very small. There
had been nothing charged to his account
since very early In the famine, but the
other bS-ds were amazed to see that there
were charges on their bills for things
that they had never bought. The blil3 I
of some, of them were twice as much as
they should be, and they were all very
angry about it. They said that Mr.
Rooster should be ashamed of himself for
charging such high prices, anyway, with
out trying to make them pay for twice
as many provisions as they had bought
from him.
Of course, they went to Mr. Rooster and
told him that they had been overcharged,
but he instated that their bills were all
right, for he had kept the books himself,
and he never made mistakes. Then the
birds wefe very angry, and said that they
would not pay for those extra charges,
and then Mr. Rooster was angry and said
that he would see about that.
.Mr. Crow had appeared with the Test
ta protest about his bill, but when he
'There is nothing In the poorly writ
ten books That has not been much b t
ter done by greater writers, and there are
! parents, teachers, librarians, clergymer,
lawyers, editors, or men of science wij
will tell you how to reach the best rcac
ing. "And the best reading Is the wlrest In
vestment. A great book can nver be
used: up; there is always in it new fooj
for tho mind, now pleasure. Th be t
books are called 'best' because they have
been most enjoyed. There Is no hens?
in wasting time on Inferior book when
there are so many good books that jou
will never find time to read.
"Many letters come to this department
telling of books children own and have
read, and their lists are for the most
part well chosen. But very few of our
readers write for advice as to books on
certain subjects or of certain kinds. Lot
us know what sort of books you prefer
giving a few examples, perhaps and wo
will ask our older readers to act as your
guides info this great new world of books
modern days and modern ways have mala
for us all."
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about their bills, he was astonished, and
made up his mind that Mr. Rooster must
be trying o cheat every, one. So, when
It came his turn to talk with Mr. Rooster,
Hans Breitmann's Party.
Hans Breitraann gife a barty;
Dey had blano-playln;
I felled in lore mlt a IXerfcan frau.
Her name vas Madilda Yane.
She hat'haar as prown ash a pretzel.
Her eyes vas himmel-plue.
Und -ven dey looket lndb mine.
Dey shplit mine heart in two.
Hans Breltmann gife a barty;
I vent dere. you'll be pound.
I valzet mlt Madllda Yane
Und vent shplnnen round und round.
Be pootiest frauleln In de bouse.
She vayed 'pout dwo hoondred pound.
Und efery dime she gife a shoomp
She make de vindows eound.
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