Eli Perkins (at large) | ||
WHERE DUCKS LIVE.
On Saturday a Dutch 'longshoreman strode up by
the Stock Exchange, with a half-dozen ducks strung
across his shoulders for sale. John Martine and Vice-President
Wheelock were admiring the gamey birds,
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when Martine observed:
“A-ha! Johnny, nice ones, ain't they? Where did
you shoot them—on the wing?”
“Mine Gott, no! I shoots him on de tail, on de
back—anywhere he dam shtrike!”
“What do the ducks live on, Johnny?”
“O, they lives un corn, und peans, und bread, und
saurkrout, und—”
“But they can't get those things to live on in the
winter, man!”
“O, den dey lives un de schore!”
Eli Perkins (at large) | ||