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28 , FOGHORN’ PHIL. from the stern, sober aspect of his bearded face, was calle Judge Trout; and, as he spoke, a tinge of sarcasm was notice in his usually foand full voice. “Ho! hol Judge Trout !” laughed Foghorn Phil, youre gittin’ a leetle jealous o’ the cap’n’s favors, now hain’t you ?—= spit it right dab out.” “No I arn’t, Phil,” replied Trout soberly, “but he and Jake has lots of leetle secrets here of late to talk over priv- ately, that don’t look jist right.” | “ Be keerful, Judge Trout, and don’t insinuwate too strong” ag’in’ the captain; for a bigger and kinder heart never thump- ed human ribs than that same Roscoe Rhymm’s, I won't stand and hear a friend abused ahind his back, no sir-e@,_ judge.” , “That's the right talk, Foghorn !” cried a dozen voices. “ Bally for you, Foggy!” shouted Trout himself; “I wat only testia’ your grip on the Cap’n.” | All burst into a hearty peal of laughter, and what had seemed the beginning of dissension and mutiny, was soon for- gotten in the enjoyment of one of Foghorn Phil’s side-splitting: yarns, of which be possessed an inexhaustible store. Suddenly the attention of the party was arrested by the “appearance of Jake Du Busk on the bank cf the river. He was alone, and expressed his desire to go aboard the raft, $0 a canoe was at once sent ashore after him. On reaching the boat, Du Busk was questioned about Cap- tain Rhymm and the result of his reconnoissance, But to the surprise of the party, he reported that he had not seen the captain; and this, taken in connection with the report that hostile Indians were swarming along the river, gave the tra- ders some serious apprehensions regarding the captain’s safety. After the matter had been fully discussed, Judge ‘Trout said : ‘“ S’pose you sound your foghorn, Phil, and if the cap’n’s about, he'll hussel this way, I'll bet.” . All right,’ replied Phil, taking in a long breath, whieh scemed to inflate his whole fori then from his lips issued a prolonged ‘shout, that, a stranger, “not knowing from whence the sound came, would have deemed it impossible to have is- sued from human lips. comicbooks.conn