to catch the train. Now, although the advertisement said our house was only three minutes' walk from the station, it did n't occur to me until afterward that the agent probably meant it was three minutes' walk for Mr. Megalopod. It certainly was a good ten minutes' scramble for me. So, as I looked at my watch, I said aloud:
"Too late! I have lost the train! I would n't have missed it for a hundred dollars!"
"Excuse me!" I heard a tremendous voice apparently coming from the clouds; "if you will allow me, I will put you on the train!"
Before I could say a word, I was picked up and raised some thirty or forty feet into the air, and held safely and comfortably in the giant's great hand. Then Mr. Megalopod started for the station.
"You are Mr. Megalopod, I presume," I said.
"What?" he said. "You see, I can't hear you. Here is a speaking-trumpet."
So saying, he took a great fireman's-trumpet from his vest-pocket, and offered it to me with his other hand. I repeated my remark through the trumpet, at the top of my lungs.
"Yes," he said. "You are our new neighbor, no doubt."
"I am," I shouted; "and I'm very glad to make your acquaintance."
"You 're not afraid of me?" he asked with a smile.
"Not at all," I yelled back.
"That's pleasant," he said with much satisfaction. "The last people moved away because they were afraid I might step on their children. It's absurd; I never step on children. I would n't do such a thing!"
"Of course not!" I shouted.
"No. It would be an accident if I stepped on anything. You yourself might step on an ant or a beetle, you know. But I am very careful. Well, here you are at the station, "and he put me
