"Ugh!"
"And stay with him always and do just what he told him."
"Cut off heads? And what else does he have 'em do?"
"Every thing bad—lie, and steal, and drink, and gamble, chew tobacco and do ever so many wicked things."
"What did the boy do? Did he have any sling and stones? And was the giant covered all over with bits of brass, all lapped together like fish scales?"
"Yes, he was pretty well covered up; but there was one bare spot as big as a dollar—"
"A gold dollar?"
"About. But the boy had a good sling which his good mother gave him one Fourth of July day instead of fire crackers."
"Can't I have some crackers?"
"Never mind now. His mother showed him how to use it, too."