You know how careless boys are

  "You don't think Jack has been run over!"   "Who knows?" said Rachel, gloomily. "You know how careless boys are, and Jack's very careless."   "I don't see how you can look for such things, Rachel."   "Accidents are always happening; you know that yourself, Martha. I don't say Jack's run over. Perhaps he's been down to the wharves, and tumbled over into the water and got drowned."   "I wish you wouldn't say such things, Rachel. They make me feel uncomfortable."   "We may as well be prepared for the worst," said Rachel, severely.   "Not this time, Rachel," said Mrs. Harding, brightly, "for that's Jack's step outside. He isn't drowned or run over, thank God!"   "I hear him," said Rachel, dismally. "Anybody might know by the noise who it is. He always comes stamping along as if he was paid for makin' a noise. Anybody ought to have a cast-iron head that lives anywhere within his hearing."   Here Jack entered, rather boisterously, it must be admitted, in his eagerness slamming the door behind him.  Chapter 2 The Events Of An Evening  "I am glad you've come, Jack," said his mother. "Rachel was just predicting that you were run over or drowned."   "I hope you're not very much disappointed to see me safe and well, Aunt Rachel," said Jack, merrily. "I don't think I've been drowned."   "There's things worse than drowning," replied Rachel, severely.