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unfortunate duck came by. Seeing the white oblong masses in the region of Bob's mouth, she very naturally concluded that they were grains of rice left by the careless quadruped. Acting upon this theory, she hastily essayed to seize the morsel. The impact of her bill upon his nose woke Bob in terrible indignation. A short scuffle and a plaintive quack, and that duck's career was ended. But that was not all. So serious did the bulldog consider this insult to his dignity that, in spite of repeated castigations, he never rested until he had killed the whole of the remaining brood of ducks.*
Bob's predecessor in office had been poisoned by a native cook. " But I got her two months,"
H--added, " and told my people that I had
sent for another bulldog from England, and that if they poisoned him I should send for six more."
44 But you once told me you had your house broken into. How did that happen ? " This
* Whenever I think of Bob and the ducks I remember that line of Virgil, in which he tells of Juno's hatred of the Trojansa" Sternum servans sub pectore vulnus."* Whenever I think of Bob and the ducks I remember that line of Virgil, in which he tells of Juno's hatred of the Trojansa " Sternum servans sub pectore vulnus."