e'p it nohow, an' he's yust so
'ongry dat while he bite off his own half o' de bisceyt he mess de
yonder half de same time, an' den he might yust as well eat dat half
too, 'cause he cahnt offer it to Ou' Jackalse now when it's all mussed.
An'--well; de fus' ting Ou' Wolf know, gop! he scoff dat half too. But
he feel dat mean dat he work dat hoe like steam to easy his mind a bit.

"All dis time Ou' Jackalse he's a-pickin' up dem bisceyt he hid in de
bushes, an' yust a-blowin' hisse'f out, till he cahnt on'y wink an'
har'ly stir his tail where he lie an' bake alongside a stone.

"Well, it go on like dis for one day after anoder, till one day along
comes Ou' Mensefreiter, an' he see Ou' Wolf a-hoein' in de to'acco, an'
he see Ou' Jackalse a-snuggin' an' a-bakin' atween a bush an' a stone.
`Wotto!' ses Ou' Mensefreiter. `Here's two,' an' he fair seizes 'em,
an' he offs."

"But Ou' Ta'," interjected the little girl. "What was that Mensefreiter
like?"

"Oh, he was one o' dese yere bo'-constructors yo' daddy tells you about.
An' yet he don't was yust a constructor needer. He was one o' dese
puff-adders what spring t'ree yards high an' t'ree yards far at you,
quicker'n you' eye can flash to watch 'em; only he was de grandaddy of
'em all, an' so he was bigger'n a bo'-constructor, an' de same way he
could strike forty yard high, an' forty yard far, an' forty times
quicker'n de biggest puff-adder dat ever make you yump an' run in de
veldt. An' he yust grab dese two and offs wid 'em to where he live--an'
dat's de yonder side de drift down here.

"Well, de Mensefreiter he took de two out an' look 'em up an down, top
an' bottom, as soon as he gets to his kraal. He feel Ou' Wolf's bones
an' he shake his head. `You _is_ pretty fine drawed,' ses he. `It 'ud
take two o' you to make a shadda. You'll want some fattin' 'fore you's
good enough for a bile, let alone a roast.'

"Den he feel Ou' Jackalse, an' he sort o' smile all de way down his
back. `Well, you bin have a high ole time, ain't you, wid all dat fat
on you? A week's feedin on de berries here'll give you yust a nice
flavour,' ses he.

"So nex' day he gi'en 'em baskets; a sort o' baskets like a bottle, so's
you cahnt open it, an' so's you cahnt get your hand in. You yust drops
de berries in, an' den Ou' Mensefreiter he unlock de lid an' see how
much you fetch home. An' off dese two flops to pick berries.

"`Now look-a'-me,' ses Ou' Wolf to Ou' Jackalse. `You