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In the gray light of the morning I discovered that I was opposite an island of considerable length, separated from the mainland by a narrow and shallow channel, which I promptly waded. The island was low and flat, covered with an almost impenetrable cane-brake interlaced with vines. Working my way through these to the other side, I obtained another look at God's country Shermany, so to speak.

'Beer is the worst thing in the world for 'Ya, I know der liver. I haf no liver, und I shall not die. At least I will not die obon dese benny sdeamers dot haf no beer fit to trink. If I should haf died, I will haf don so a hoondert dimes before now in Shermany, in New York, in Japon, in Assam, und all over der inside bans of South Amerique.

Evelina meanwhile, with an assumption of industry intended to put their guest at ease, had taken up her instruments and was twisting a rose-petal into shape. "You make artificial flowers, I see, ma'am," said Mr. Ramy with interest. "It's very pretty work. I had a lady-vriend in Shermany dat used to make flowers." He put out a square finger-tip to touch the petal. Evelina blushed a little.

"Was it das?" "What brought you here from America, or wherever you ran away from?" "To see der, volks." "But you are an ORPHAN, you know, and you have no folks living here." "But all Shermany is mine volks, de whole gountry, don't it? Pet your poots! How's dot, eh?" The consul turned back to his desk and wrote a short note to General Adlerkreutz in his own American German.

Some doay Oi'll tell yez about th' big shnakes we hiv in Oireland. Oi hivn't toime to-night." "Und I vill dell you apoud der big Injuns vot dere vos der Rhine on, in Shermany," said Hans. "Maype you haf heardt uf dose poem enditled 'Big Injun on der Rhine, ain'd id?" "Oh, well, that's all right!" said Ned, with a wave of his hand, as if he was not quite pleased.

"Further special editions will be issued when news is received from East Anglia." "Yes," I said to the waiter; "it's a curious affair." "You believe him, sare zat Shermany do it?" "Eh? No; certainly not. Do you?" "Me? Oh, sare, I don' know nozzing. Vaire shstrong, sare, ze Sherman Armay." The fellow's face annoyed me in some way. It, and his grins and gesticulations, had a sinister seeming.