22
THE BATTALION.
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.Mr. Pritchard—Yes, they had ytheir breakfast cut
short by the ringing - of the train bell.
Pluto—Dey berry bex. Dat one dey call Fritz talkin’
fass juss uz I cornin’ up. He say he wish he bin fling -
Edam cheese in he dam mout’, or someting - soun’ like dat—
hee! hee! heel
Mrs. Courtenay—Well, I’m glad we’ve g-ot.our break
fast at last. Tell your father, he must not have a change
of waiters the next time there is an order of Breakfast
For Five!