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Spring, with its daffodils, its pretty little birds and all the other things. He mounted and rode away. A meaningless string of words seemed to circle round and round in his brain. "Jona. Washo. Crikey." At dinner that night, Mabel said: "We shall begin our spring-cleaning to-morrow. I intend that it shall be done particularly thoroughly this year.

Psychologically comparable, but with the reduplication at the end, are Somali ur "body," plural urar; Hausa suna "name," plural sunana-ki; Washo gusu "buffalo," gususu "buffaloes"; Takelma himi-d- "to talk to," himim-d- "to be accustomed to talk to."

"Yes, Washo knew it, and, more than that, he had known for some days that those particular Indians had been planning a raid upon us, and he didn't interfere; he didn't warn us because he had begun to think that we were all bad white traders, and he wouldn't meddle with these braves who proposed to punish us, though he wouldn't go on the war-path with them.

"It means, my dear, that Major Molly has saved us from being surprised by the enemy, and that means that she has saved us from a bloody fight." "I I " faltered Molly. Then like a flash her mind cleared, and she struck her little hand on the table and cried, "It was an Indian, an unfriendly Indian, who followed me, and Washo knew it when I told my story!"

I sha'n't forget it; we'll none of us forget it, Washo," said Captain Elliston; and he put out his hand as he spoke, and grasped the brown hand of the Indian in a warm friendly clasp. At the fort everything was literally "up in arms," that is, set in order for business, and that meant ready for resistance or attack.

"'Everything's put where everything else ought to be, he said. 'Place for everything, and my foot in a pail of soapsuds. Did you know that Washo worked by itself? Have you tried Pingo for the paint? These pickles taste of Pingo. Had to do the walls of my study-room with it. Mabel made me. She's an excellent housekeeper.

The policeman asked him to take it into the road. He walked along in the road now, still wheeling his bicycle, and looking all around him. What a lot of shops seemed to be selling brooms. Yes, and soap. Long bars of yellow soap. There were big advertisements on the boardings. He read them aloud: "WASHO. WORKS BY ITSELF." What did it all mean? He did not know. But it meant that spring was coming.