'Jus' you go downstairs, an' I'll fix him.' So the man goes off, still a-grinnin'.

'I tell you what it is,' says Jone, 'it wont do to let them two lunertics have rooms to themselves.

They'll set this house afire or turn it upside down in the middle of the night, if they has.

There's nuthin' to be done but for you to sleep with the woman an' for me to sleep with the man, an' to keep 'em from cuttin' up till mornin'.' "So Jone he went into the room where General Tom Thumb was a-settin' with his hat on, a-lookin' doleful at the bed, an' says he: "'What's the matter with the bed ?' "'Oh, it's too large entirely,' says the General.

'It wouldn't do for me to sleep in a bed like that.