The skull-and-bones poison label on his cap made a wondrous contrast with the smiling eyes and the long, humorous, wrinkled-up nose below it.
"A miserable country," he said, with a sweep of his arm which comprehended all Northwestern Europe, from the German border to the sea -- "so little there is to eat! My belly--she is mostly empty always.

But on the yesterday I have the much great fortune.

I buy me a swine--what you call him ?--a pork?
Ah, yes; a pig.

I buy me a pig.

He is a living pig; very noisy, as you say--very loud.