Ah! dere all right." "Hallo! what's this ?" exclaimed Dick, as Crusoe advanced with something in his mouth.

"I declare, it's a bird o' some sort." "A prairie-hen," remarked Joe, as Crusoe laid the bird at Dick's feet; "capital for supper." "Ah! dat chien is superb! goot dog.

Come here, I vill clap you." But Crusoe refused to be caressed.

Meanwhile, Joe and Dick formed a sort of beehive-looking hut by bending down the stems of a tall bush and thrusting their points into the ground.

Over this they threw the largest buffalo robe, and placed another on the ground below it, on which they laid their packs of goods.