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with a bound David was upon him and hewing off his head while the Israelitish army in the person of Venus cheered and wagged its tail, what time the Philistine array made known its presence beneath the form of Goliath.

"Golly! What happened?" asked Goliath, scrambling up that Widdy might breathe again. "That wasn't the woolly golf-ball."

"No, it was a fat grape," admitted David modestly.

"I thought so," said Goliath licking widely. He pondered awhile, and, in the non-committal voice of one who reserves judgment, added: "We will now do Alfred and the Cakes".