But I say, Oxenden, while you are about it, why don't you give us a little dose of Anglo-Saxon and Sanscrit?
By Jove! the fellow has Bopp by heart, and yet he expects us to argue with him." "I have it!" cried Melick.

"The Kosekin are the lost Ten Tribes.
Oxenden is feeling his way to that.

He is going to make them out to be all Hebrew; and then, of course, the only conclusion will be that they are the Ten Tribes, who after a life of strange vicissitudes have pulled up at the South Pole.

It's a wonder More didn't think of that--or the writer of this yarn, whoever he may be.

Well, for my part, I always took a deep interest in the lost Ten Tribes, and thought them a fine body of men." "Don't think they've got much of the Jew about them," said Featherstone, languidly.