“Why, no.” “Well, neither does William Fourth have to go to the sea to get a sea bath.” “How does he get it, then?” “Gets it the way people down here gets Congress-water--in barrels.  There in the palace at Sheffield they've got furnaces, and he wants his water hot.  They can't bile that amount of water away off there at the sea. They haven't got no conveniences for it.” “Oh, I see, now.  You might a said that in the first place and saved time.” When she said that I see I was out of the woods again, and so I was comfortable and glad.  Next, she says: “Do you go to church, too?” “Yes--regular.” “Where do you set?” “Why, in our pew.” “_Whose_ pew?” “Why, _ourn_--your Uncle Harvey's.” “His'n?  What does _he_ want with a pew?” “Wants it to set in.  What did you _reckon_ he wanted with it?” “Why, I thought he'd be in the pulpit.” Rot him, I forgot he was a preacher.  I see I was up a stump again, so I played another chicken bone and got another think.  Then I says: “Blame