diately fired Jake's jealousy. It was, to him, just like
adding insult to injury on his rival's park. It seemed like poaching on
his special domain.

"What, Mass' Tom, he catchee 'guana, for suah?"

"Yes, in the corner there," I answered, pointing out the exact place
with the twisted rattan, or "supple Jack," which I used for a riding-
whip and held loosely in my hand.

"Dat for true, right on de mush heap dar?" repeated Jake, apparently
unable to realise the fact of the other's success in the chase.

"He did," I said briefly; and then, wishing to end the colloquy, I
jumped on Prince's back, whereupon my skittish pony, as I had trained
him to do on my once mounting, immediately started off at a brisk canter
down the carriage drive. So Jake had perforce to bestride Dandy and
follow after me, without having the pleasure of calling Pompey to
account for his misdeeds before we started--as he evidently expected and
most decidedly wished to have done I've no doubt.

Jake was very angry.

This was not so much because the other darkey had omitted cutting the
guinea-grass, which, of course, the horses would not now require until
we returned from town, as from the circumstance of Pompey having had the
chance of exhibiting his prowess in respect of the iguana. Jake was
evidently much dissatisfied with the whole proceeding; and I could hear
him muttering anathemas against his rival as he trotted behind me
through the grounds, and out at the entrance-gate into the main-road
beyond.

"Golly, dat most mystiferous, nohow!" I heard him ejaculate after a bit
as he got nearer up to me. "I'se spec dat 'guana one big fool let Pomp
grab him. Nebber mine! Me catchee big manacou byme-bye; an' dat heap
betterer dan nasty fat-face 'guana. Say, Mass' Tom, um like manacou?"

"I can't tell you, Jake," I replied. "I have never yet tasted one."

"Den you jest wait an' see. Dey is splendiferous, Mass' Tom, an' beat
cock-fightin'. Golly, I get you one, two, tree, five manacou to-morrer,
dat ebber so nicer dan dat poor trash ob 'guana dat hangman tief Pomp
catchee, you jest wait an' see!"

"All right, Jake," I said kindly, to appease his jealous feelings; for,
he was very fond of me and thought that his rival had eclipsed him in my
estimation. "I will come with you to-morrow, if my father doesn't want
me, and then we'll hunt for manacous up the mountain."

This promise delighted him, and very soon Jake regained his customary
go