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ck more bills onto New York State than ennybody.' "'Have you?' I said, angrily. "'Yes, siree! I always pick out the purtiest spots--kinder filled chuck full of woods and brooks and things; then I h'ist my paste-pot onto a rock, and I slather that rock with gum, and whoop she goes!' "'Whoop what goes?' "'The bill. I paste her onto the rock, with one swipe of the brush for the edges and a back-handed swipe for the finish--except when a bill is folded in two halves.' "'And what do you do then?' I asked, disgusted. "'Swipe twice,' said Frisby, with enthusiasm. "'And you don't think it injures the landscape?' "'Injures it!' he exclaimed, convinced that I was attempting to joke. "I looked wearily out to sea. He also looked at the water and sighed sentimentally. "'Floatin' buoys with bills onto 'em is a idea of mine,' he observed. 'That damn ocean is monotonous, ain't it?' "I don't know what I might have done to Frisby--the rifle was so convenient--if his mean yellow dog had not waddled up at this juncture. "'Hi, Davy, sic 'em!' said Frisby, expectorating upon a clam-shell and hurling it seaward. The cur watched the flight of the shell apathetically, then squatted in the sand and looked at his master. "'Kinder lost his spirit,' said Frisby, 'ain't he? I once stuck a bill onto Davy, an' it come off, an' the paste sorter sickened him. He was hell on rats--once!' "After a moment or two Frisby took himself off, whistling cheerfully to Davy, who followed him when he was ready. The rifle burned in my fingers. "It was nearly six o'clock when the professor appeared, spade on shoulder, boots smeared with mud. "'Well,' he said, 'nothing to report, Dick, my boy?' "'Nothing, professor.' "He wiped his shining face with his handkerchief and stared at the water. "'My calculations lead me to believe,' he said, 'that our prize may be due any day now. This theory I base upon the result of the report from the last sea-captain I saw. I cannot understand why some of these captains did not take the carcass in tow. They all say that they tried, but that the body sank before they could come within half a mile. The truth is, probably, that they did not stir a foot from their course to examine the thing.' "'Have you ever cruised about for it?' I ventured. "'For two years,' he said, grimly. 'It's no use; it's accident when a ship falls in with it. One captain reports it a thousand miles from where the la
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