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Updated: May 20, 2025
It always ended in Bonaparte being invited in and treated to a cuspidor of beer the drinking, with the cuspidor as his drinking horn, being part of his repertoire. After each one Billy Buch would proudly exclaim: "Mine Gott, but dat Ponyparte ees one greet dog!" Then Bonaparte would reel around in a half drunken swagger and go back to watch for other dogs.
"Sick him, Bonaparte, grab him turn round an' grab him!" shouted Jud pale to his eyes, and shaking with shame. "Seek heem, Ponyparte O mine Gott, seek him," shouted Billy. Jud rushed and tried to head the dog, but the champion seemed to have only one idea in his head to get away from the misery which brought up his rear.
"Monk he noo 'fear'd ze dog," grinned the Italian. "Monk he whup ze dog." "Vot's dat?" exclaimed Billy Buch "Vot's dat, man, you say? Mine Gott, I bet ten to one dat Ponyparte eats him oop!" To prove it Bonaparte ran at the monkey savagely. But the monkey ran up on the Italian's shoulder, where he grinned at the dog. The Italian smiled.
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