"I 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?" says one.
"Did it have its hair parted?" says another.
"What was the brand on that bar'l, Eddy?" says a fellow they called Bill.
"ED GOT UP MAD."
"Have you got the papers for them statistics, Edmund?" says Jimmy.
"Say, Edwin, was you one of the men that was killed by the lightning?" says 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