Jack related, that Francis and he took a walk to find a good place for the bridge.
"Thank you, Mr.Architect," said I; "then you must superintend the workmen.

Have you fixed on your place ?" "Yes, yes!" cried he; "only listen.

When we got to the river, Francis, who was looking about, called out, 'Jack! Jack! Fritz's jackal is covered with crabs! Come!--come!' I ran to tell mamma, who brought a net that came from the ship, and we caught these in a few minutes, and could have got many more, if you had not come." I commanded them to put the smaller ones back into the river, reserving only as many as we could eat.

I was truly thankful to discover another means of support.
We now landed our timber.

I had looked at Jack's site for the bridge, and thought my little architect very happy in his selection; but it was at a great distance from the timber.