Funny figures they cut! Franz and Jack had each a young kid slung on
his back, so that the four legs, tied together, stuck out under their
chins.
Fritz's game-bag looked remarkably queer--round lumps, sharp points,
and an occasional movement seemed to indicate a living creature or
creatures within.
`Hurrah, for the chase, father!' cried Jack. `Nothing like real
hunting after all. And just to see how Storm and Grumble go along over
a grassy plain! It is perfectly splendid! We soon tired out the little
antelopes, and were able to catch them.'
`Yes, father,' said Franz, `and Fritz has two angora rabbits in his
bag, and we wanted to bring you some honey. Only think! Such a clever
bird--a cuckoo, showed us where it was!'
`My brothers forget the chief thing,' said Fritz. `We have driven a
little herd of antelopes right through the Gap into our territory; and
there they are, all ready for us to hunt when we like--or to catch and
tame!'
`Well done!' cried I. `Here is indeed a list of achievements. But to
your mother and me, the chief thing of all, is God's goodness in
bringing you safe back to us. Now, let us hear the whole story that we
may have a definite idea of your performances.'
`We had a splendid ride,' said Fritz, `down Glen Verdant, and away to
the defile through our Rocky Barrier, and the morning was so cool and
fresh that our steeds galloped along, nearly the whole way, at the top
of their speed.
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