On'y 'nuff blisket for to-day.

Ching go out to-night get plenty blisket, plenty watee, plenty--plentee--oh, deah--oh, deah!" "What is it ?" I whispered.
"Oh deah! Not drop watee left.

You get up dlink allee watee ?" "No; did you ?" "No.

Ching see.

Pooh Tom Jeck knock over with arm." It was only too evident, for the water vessel had been laid upon its side, and the sand beneath was soaked.
"Ching velly solly," said the Chinaman softly.