Poor piggy! He ought to have been at home safe in his stye, and not wandering about the hills.

And what are these coming now?
Butter firkins, I think.

Yes.

This is a great flood.

It is well if there are no lives lost.
But is it not cruel of Madam How to make such floods?
Well--let us ask one of these men who are looking over the bridge.
Why, what does he say?
I cannot understand one word.