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Updated: May 28, 2025


"Good old George!" As they passed from the settlement an Indian came to the door of the last hovel. "Hello. There's a Siwash in your cabin," said Captain. "What is he doing there ?" "That's all right," rejoined Klusky. "I told him to stay and vatch t'ings." "Rather strange," thought the other. "I wonder what there is to watch. There's never been any stealing around here."

When the man tumbled out of his bunk, in a hurry to take his watch on deck, he could not understand the reason why he could not put on his garment. "Vot's der madder?" he exclaimed, struggling with the sleeves. "Der vitches haf been at vork! I am bevitched!" "More like that onery critter of a boy done it," suggested his messmate, a practical Yankee. "So? I plays a joke on him, alretty yet. Vatch."

"Think o' that now!" sighed Mr. Shrig, "but I ain't surprised, no, I ain't surprised, and by Goles!" "What now?" "Your cravat-sparkler! that's wanished too!" Barnabas felt his rumpled cravat, and nodded. "And your vatch, now don't tell me as they 've took " "Yes, my watch also," sighed Barnabas. "A great pity!" said Mr. Shrig, "though it ain't to be vondered at, not a bit."

Pauvre fellow, you cold you hoongrai you starve youselfs. And you give me hot grogs, and varm fires, and someting to eats. I no give you ze gold vatch. Mais non mais non mais non. Voila. I take zat hankshife, blue as ze skies of France, and I wear him roun' my necks. Give me hims."

I stole a vatch, and lots more, as vell as the hurchin; and next I vas afeard as 'ow the mother might come back and haunt me the same as Sall haunted Villy, for it vas a 'orrid night ven her soul took ving.

And then, I knows as your name's Barnabas Barty " "Barty! you know that?" exclaimed Barnabas, starting, "how how in the world did you find out?" "Took the liberty to look at your vatch, sir." "Watch!" said Barnabas, drawing it from his fob, "what do you mean?" "Give it 'ere, and I'll show ye, sir." So saying, Mr. Shrig took the great timepiece and, opening the back, handed it to Barnabas.

"But Freda got a fader, a goot man, too goot and kind; he say he vunt haf his dochter look down on like she don't got no friends. He go and mortgage his farm, und he got drie tree hunterd dollar" she tapped the sum off her palm with solemn deliberation "und he svear he vill in der votin' all, all spend, an' sie git dot vatch. Ach Himmel! er ist verruckt!

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