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Pinkey needed no second invitation

"I like spuds cooked with the clothes on," he observed as he skinned a potato

"I trust everything is going to be to your liking," Wallie declared, cordially, as he drew the prairie-dogs froate-ware platter

Busy with his potato, Pinkey did not see them until they were before him Then he stopped and stared hard as they lay on their backs grinning up at hi

"What are they?" His e

"I shan't tell you yet," declared Wallie

Pinkey continued to eye them suspiciously

"They kinda reain, they look like incubator childern--roasted Theit me I can't quite place 'em 'Tain't wood-pussy or nothin', Wallie? 'Tain't no notorious animal like pole-kitty?"

Wallie looked offended

"I intend to eat sonity

"Are they some kind of a varmint?" Dubiously

"Varmint?"

"Pack-rat or weasel?"