Jack issued first with the monkey on his shoulder; but no sooner did the little creature see the jackal, than he sprang into the tent, and hid himself among the moss, till only the tip of his nose was visible.

All were astonished to see this large yellow animal standing; Francis thought it was a wolf; Jack said it was only a dead dog, and Ernest, in a pompous tone, pronounced it to be a golden fox.
Fritz laughed at the learned professor, who knew the agouti immediately, and now called a jackal a golden fox! "I judged by the peculiar characteristics," said Ernest, examining it carefully.
"Oh! the characteristics!" said Fritz, ironically, "don't you think it may be a golden wolf ?" "Pray don't be so cross, brother," said Ernest, with tears in his eyes, "perhaps you would not have known the name, if papa had not told you." I reproved Fritz for his ridicule of his brother, and Ernest for so easily taking offence; and, to reconcile all, I told them that the jackal partook of the nature of the wolf, the fox, and the dog.

This discussion terminated, I summoned them to prayers, after which we thought of breakfast.

We had nothing but biscuit, which was certainly dry and hard.

Fritz begged for a little cheese with it; and Ernest, who was never satisfied like other people, took a survey of the unopened hogshead.