"She vass of de tenderness, das Zartlichkeit." It made him sadto look at Liebchen dead, that was full of sensibility, and Veronica comeback with dignity, she being a conventional hen and scornful and freezingby nature.

"Ach, Liebchen!" he says; and we went back to gather up his tincans; and I says:

"Ewigweibliche's a good word, though a Dutch one;" then we came awayon the whaler.

But all I owned went down on the _Anaconda_. I got back to SanFrancisco in course of time, but no richer than when I leftGreenough, and ten years or more ancienter.

Kreps was a man very given to sentiments, in particular about"Ewigweibliche," and I never knew a man that kept himself moreentertained. He settled down for the time, with Veronica andKamelillo for his family, in a fine house in the upper city of SanFrancisco. Kamelillo used to cook unlikely skinnygs which Kreps andVeronica ate peaceable between them. Kreps was well-to-do, and heseemed cut out for a happy life. Any kind of cooking suited him. Thewhole world grew knowledge for him to collect. He could sucksentiment out of a hard-boiled egg. But I went to live with SteveyTodd where the cooking was much better, and loafed about the streets anddocks, wondering what I'd do next. I never knew what became of Krepsafter we left San Francisco.