Dick, Marjorie and Fidge

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Title: Dick, Marjorie and Fidge A Search for the Wonderful Dodo
Author: G. E. Farrow

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DICK, MARJORIE AND FIDGE
A Search for the Wonderful Dodo
by
G. E. FARROW
Author of Adventures in Wallypug Land
With Many Illustrations by Allan Wright

[Illustration: The skipper found the poor bird looking the picture of
misery. "Hope you're feeling better, sir," he said.--Page 132. Dick,
Marjorie and Fidge.]

A. L. Burt, Publisher, 52-58 Duane Street, New York

TO MY DEAR LITTLE FRIENDS.
Here is another book! I hope it will be as fortunate in pleasing you, as
the others seem to have been, if I may judge from the many kind and
gratifying letters which have reached me from boys and girls, of all
ages and sizes, and from all parts of the world.
And in connection with these letters, which I always try (though the
pleasurable task grows heavier year by year) to answer myself, I have
had the misfortune to lose a large packet of unanswered ones; so if any

of my little correspondents have written to me during the past year, and
have not received a reply, will he or she write to me again, and give me
an opportunity of repairing the omission?
I am getting quite proud of my gallery of photographs, which my little
friends have sent me, and which, I think, please me almost more than
anything else, if I may except a beautiful Persian kitten which has come
as a present from a little girl at Hereford, and which is a prime favorite
with every one here, including Dick, my little terrier, who--although he
ought to know better at his age, being over eight--"galumphs" about in
an absurdly clumsy manner, under the mistaken impression that he is
playing with it. He only succeeds, however, in making himself
ridiculous in the eyes of the kitten, who, despite his years, treats him
with little or no respect, and does not hesitate to box his ears, and bite
his tail whenever it feels so disposed.
But I see my space is nearly exhausted, so must conclude, with very
best wishes, and hoping to hear again from all of my old friends, and as
many new ones as care to write.
Believe me, Your affectionate friend, THE AUTHOR.

CONTENTS.
CHAPTER PAGE
I. THE BEGINNING OF A MARVELLOUS JOURNEY 1 II. THE
AMBASSADOR EXTRAORDINARY 12 III. THE SAGE IN THE
ONION FIELD 24 IV. STORIES AND TAILS BY THE SAGE 35 V.
THE KING OF THE FISHES 47 VI. IN THE KING'S PRESENCE 59
VII. THE HUMAN RACE 68 VIII. THE DODO AT LAST 80 IX. AT
THE NORTH POLE 92 X. SOME NEW ACQUAINTANCES 102 XI.
THE SKIPPER OF THE "ARGONAUT" 113 XII. THE
ARCHÆOPTERYX 125 XIII. THE LITTLE PANJANDRUM'S
BALLOON 135 XIV. THE DUFF AND DEM EXECUTIONER 145
XV. THE EXECUTION OF THE DODO 155 XVI. THE

PREHISTORIC DOCTOR 165 XVII. WAITING FOR THE TRAIN
175 XVIII. A NIGHT IN THE TRAIN 185 XIX. AT THE CRYSTAL
PALACE 195 XX. A DIFFICULTY WITH THE ROUNDABOUT 216
XXI. THE LITTLE PANJANDRUM AT LAST 217 XXII. TURNED
TO STONE 228 XXIII. THE DODO'S LITTLE RUSE 236 XXIV.
FIRST CLASS TO LONDON 245 XXV. THE DODO OBLIGES
WITH A SONG 255 XXVI. THE DODO DEPARTS 263

DICK, MARJORIE AND FIDGE.
CHAPTER I.
THE BEGINNING OF A MARVELOUS JOURNEY.
"Dick! Dick! Wake up, I want to tell you something." Marjorie stood
outside the boy's bedroom door, and called in as loud a whisper as she
dared, fearing lest she should awaken the rest of the household. There
was a scuffle and a patter of bare feet inside, and Dick appeared at the
door rubbing his eyes, evidently only half awake.
"What's up?" he demanded.
"Hush! don't make a noise. There's such a funny sound down-stairs--I
believe it's burglars. Listen!"
"Pooh! this time in the morning. What nonsense."
"Well it's been going on for ever so long, anyhow, and hark, there's
something keeps banging about like anything in the