But you can't expect me to say that every time, can you ?" questioned Sam innocently.
"Mine cracious! vos dot his hull name ?" burst in Hans Mueller.

"It's apout as long as a freight drain, ain't it, alretty!" "No, my name is--" "Perhaps I forgot one or two syllables," interrupted Sam.

"Very sorry, I'm sure." "I said my name--" "I know you said it, half a dozen times, Billy.

But you see life is so very short, and time so precious--" "I meant to say--" "Sorry, Billy, but I can't wait to hear it all," cried Sam, and ran away.
"He is--er--extremely rude," murmured Tubbs.
"Put dot's a long name, ain't it ?" said Hans, "I couldn't remember dot no more as I can remember der names of all der kings py England alretty." "Oh, I am disgusted!" sighed William Philander, and started to walk away.
"Vot is you disgusted apout, Mr.Dubbs ?" "Because they won't call me by my proper name." "Do da call you by your imbrober name ?" asked Hans innocently.
"Eh ?" "I said, do da call you py your imbrober name ?" repeated the German youth.
"Oh, don't talk to me," howled Tubbs, and walked away more disconcerted than ever.
"Dot fellow vas so sharp like a pox of bebber, ain't it ?" sighed Hans to himself.
The preparations for the annual encampment went forward rapidly.

All of the outfit was inspected with care and found to be in good order.