"
Jack proceeded to carry out his promise, and when breakfast
was ready presented a griddlecake, all flowing with melted
butter, to the dog, which was as big as could be made in the
frying-pan.
"I always knew," said Jack, "that Snoozer would do something
some day. He's lazy, but he's got brains. He would never bark at
the moon, because he knows the moon isn't doing anything wrong,
but when it comes to horse-thieves it's different."
Snoozer munched his pancake, occasionally stopping to give a
grand swing to his tail and let off a little yelp of pure joy.
As we were getting ready for a start, and speculating on the
prospect for water, a man came along, riding a mule, and we asked
him about it.
[Illustration: Old "Blenty Vaters"]
"Yah, blenty vaters," said the man. "Doan need to dake no
vaters along.'
"Any houses on the road?" asked Jack.
"Blenty houses," answered the stranger "houses, vaters,
efferydings."
We thanked him and started. Notwithstanding this assurance, I
had intended to fill a jug with water, but forgot it, and we went
off without a drop.
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