"So he soon dismisses at the double and is seen no more in them vicinities.
"'Well, partner,' says I to Gustav, 'this is a fair knock-out—what?'
"But Gustav, he grumbles something I couldn't catch and walks off into the bush with his head down, afflicted with thought.
"He didn't come in for supper, so I scoffed his share and turned in.
"At moonrise I thought I heard a bull elephant trumpeting like he was love-sick, but it wasn't. It was Gustav coming home singing the Wacht am Rhein. He brings up opposite my bed.
"'Oh, give over and let the poor lions and leopards snatch some sleep,' says I.
"'I was born in Shermany,' says he.
"'Don't let that keep you awake, ole man,' says I. 'What saith the prophet? "If a cat kittens on a fish-plate they ain't necessarily herrings."'
"'I'm a Sherman,' says he.
"'You've been so long with white men that nobody'd know it,' says I. 'Forget it, and I won't tell on you. Why, you ain't seen Shermany these thirty years, and you wouldn't know a squarehead if you was to trip over one. Go to bed, Mr. Caruso.'