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90 my men right into the middle of——what's that?" the Military Hero exclaimed in agitated tones, drawing back behind the Vice-Warden, as a strange creature rushed wildly upon them, brandishing a spade.

"It's only the Gardener!" the Vice-Warden replied in an encouraging tone. "Quite harmless, I assure you. Hark, he's singing! It's his favorite amusement."

And once more those shrill discordant tones rang out:

He thought he saw a Banker's Clerk
 * Descending from the bus:

He looked again, and found it was
 * A Hippopotamus:

'If this should stay to dine! he said,
 * 'There won't be much for us!'"

Throwing away the spade, he broke into a frantic jig, snapping his fingers, and repeating, again and again,

There won't be much for us! There won't be much for us!"