“Eh? I can’t sing a Dutch song.”
“Did you hear that?” came with a suppressed laugh from Joe. “De Wacht am Rhine of all things for Teddy!”
“No sing Dutch song, sing Chinese song—Chow Chow Chippy Chow!” went on Link.
“Sure an’ I can’t sing Chinese ayther!” said poor Teddy. “I’ll sing The Wearin’ o’ the Green, if ye want me to.”
“White boy sing French song—La Loopa de Loopa,” came from Link.
“Sing Russian song—Tvitsky Smoultskyitvalitz,” put in Harry. At this there came a distinct snicker from behind the nearby trees.
“What a name for a song!” murmured Fred. “His teeth will fall out if he don’t take care!”
“Don’t know Frinch, or Russian,” said Teddy.
“Too bad, big Injun weep much tears,” sighed Link. “White boy sing Mary Has a Little Ox?”
“Eh? Do you mean, Mary Has a Little Lamb?” queried Teddy, in perplexity.