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"Why, what the deuce!" our hero cries,
"Are these too Nongtongpaw's?
"Why surely all that meets his eyes
"He gets within his claws."
PLATE VIII.
An infant train then comes in view,
And fills his heart with joy,
He gazes with affection true,
And pats a smiling boy.
He asks the nurse, but asks in vain,
Whose pretty brood appears;
For "Je vous n'entends pas" again
Assails his wond'ring ears.
