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' Well, never mind how it could cry—how could it keep all that time?:
says Davy. ' You answer me that.'

61 don't know how it done it/ says Ed. ' It done it though.—that's all
I know about it.*

< Say—what did they do with the bar'l ? ' says the Child of Calamity.

* Why, they hove it overboard, and it sunk like a chunk of lead.'

' Edward, did the child look like it was choked F' says one.

< Did it have its hair parted ? * says
another.
4 What was the brand on that bar'l,
Eddy ?' says a fellow they called Bill.
' Have you got the papers for them
statistics, Edmund ? ' says Jimmy.
4 Say, Edwin, was you one of the men that was killed by the lightning ?'
jays Davy.
'Him? O, no, he was both of 'em/ says Bob. Then they all haw-
hawed.
* Say, Edward, don't you reckon you 'd better take a pill ? You look
bad—don't you feel pale ? ' says the Child of Calamity.
' O, come, now, Eddy/ says Jimmy,' show up; you must a kept part of