I had to pump it out; I think I took out a thousand gallons before I got clear down to the rock.

Then I took my solid steel beams in fifty-foot lengths," here Mr.Newberry imitated with his arms the action of a man setting up a steel beam, "and set them upright and bolted them on the rock.

After that I threw my steel girders across, clapped on my roof rafters, all steel, in sixty-foot pieces, and then just held it easily, just supported it a bit, and let it sink gradually to its place." Mr.Newberry illustrated with his two arms the action of a huge house being allowed to sink slowly to a firm rest.
"You don't say so!" said Mr.Spillikins, lost in amazement at the wonderful physical strength that Mr.Newberry must have.
"Excuse me just a minute," broke off Mr.Newberry, "while I smooth out the gravel where you're standing.

You've rather disturbed it, I'm afraid." "Oh, I'm awfully sorry," said Mr.Spillikins.
"Oh, not at all, not at all," said his host.

"I don't mind in the least.