And as long as I've gone this far, I might as well tell you that I got a letter the other day from a man who'd just come from there, and he said the crops were short, eatable people were scarce, and not one of them savages had had a square meal for months.

When he left, they were sitting on the rocks, hungry as thunder, waiting for a missionary-society ship to arrive.

And now I must be going.
Good-bye.

I know I'll never see you again.

Take a last look at me.
Good-morning." Then the captain hobbled off.
Mr.Spooner has concluded to stay at home and teach school.
* * * * * Another rather more enthusiastic friend of the savage is Mr.Dodge.