around so vigorously that a log slipped and upset the kettle. There
was a sizzling of water, and, in an instant, fifteen crabs were loose
in the Davenport library.

This avalanche of crabs awakened Fritz, who opened his eyes halfway and
beheld a crab at his very nose. Perhaps in his sleepiness, he thought
it another kind of kitten ready for a frolic. At any rate, he put out
his paw towards the crab, which met his advances more than halfway.
With a wild howl, Fritz jumped up on three feet while the crab clung
grimly to the fourth.

"Poor Fritz! You, too, should beware of the Jabberwock that bites,"
cried Beth from the lounge where she had taken refuge.

Around and around whirled Fritz in a most lively manner.

"Just see him," cried Beth triumphantly. "Gustus always said he could
dance, and this proves it."

Harvey, who was trying to catch some of the crabs, grunted
disdainfully, but continued his unsuccessful chase without any other
comment.

Fortunately for Fritz, the crab dropped of its own accord, and the
frightened dog tore like a streak of lightning through the house and on
outdoors.

Once Harvey stooped and thought he surely had a crab, when Beth beheld
another crab with claws upstretched right behind.