Grandfather Gull. 29

“*]T will make a bargain with you, I said. ‘If you carry me
to your grandfather, I can tell you where to find food.’

“*« But you are so heavy,’ he objected.

“But you are so hungry,’ I said, quietly.

“*T know it, groaned the gull. ‘I will try to find the old
gentleman instead,

“ Then it flew away again, returning with the grandfather gull,
and I kept my word by showing the birds where they could
obtain food near the cook’s galley. The old gull said he did
not know what the young one meant about Tartars, but he
would tell me a story, if I would excuse his standing on one
leg while speaking, for he had the gout badly in his right
claw. He told me the following tale.