I bought a little chow dog puppy from the Chinese steward on board, but I suppose it will grow up and get fat one of these days, too.

Allison Armour and his nephew, Norman Armour, were with us and in Hongkong the latter bought two chow dog puppies to send home.

They looked exactly like teddy bears.

Later he resolved that the trouble and risk were too great, inasmuch as he was not returning by the Pacific, so he gave them to me.

And with three chow dogs and my friend Stephenson I embarked on the _Asia_ for the twenty-eight day trip to Frisco.
The ship was jammed and we found a little fat man consigned to the sofa in our state-room.