I asked him what made him do it and he said he cal'lated his works must be loose and every once in a while his speaking trumpet fell down into his music box.

Isn't he a funny man, Mamma ?" "He is indeed, Babbie." "Yes.

Petunia and I think he's--he's perfectly scrushe-aking.
'Twas awful nice of him to fix our clock, wasn't it, Mamma." "Yes, dear." "Yes.

And I know why he did it; he told me.

'Twas on Petunia's account.