Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-11-17
A TREE AGENT TREED.

The July ScrSbner contains the conclud-
ing installments of Mr.. +. r. Steckton'a
droll "Rudder Grange" sketches, which
are to be published in book form in the
fall. One OF the incidents Of this last
sketch is quoted below. The proprietor
Of Rudder Grange, returning from a
drive with Euphemia, his wife, finds a
tramp in one of his trees and a tree-agent
in another near by, with his savage dog,
Lord Edward, plying between. The fol-
lowing scene ensues:
'This one," said Pomona, lis tree
81 should think 80" said l, as caught
sight of person in gray trowsers stand
ing among the branches of cherry-tree
not very far from the kitchen door. The
tree was not large one, and the branches
were not strong enough to allow him to
sit down on them, although they support
ed him we'll enough, as she stood close to
the trunk, just out of reach OF Lord Ed
ward.
"This is very unpleasant position, SIR
said he, when reached the tree. 81
simply came into your yard, on matter
of business, and finding that raging beast
attacking person in a.tree, l had barely
time to get into this tree myself, before
be dashsd at me. Luckily I was out of
his reach; but I very much fear have
lost some of my property"
'No, he HASN'T" said Pomona. est was a
big book he dropped. Ipicked it up and
took it into the house. It's full Of pic
lures Of pears and peaches and flowers.
I've been lookin' at it. That's how knew
what he was. And there was no call for
gittin' up tree. Lord Edward never
would have gone after him if he hadn't
run as if he had guilt on his SOUL
Il suppose, then" said I, addressing the
individual in the cherry -tree' ssthat you
came here to sell me some trees.''
eyes, SIR" said he quickly, "trees,
shrubs, vines, eyergreens-eve everything
suitable for u gentleman's country villa.
| can sell you something quite remarka-
bic, sir, in the way of cherry trees
French ones, just imported; bear fruit
three times the size of anything that
could be produced on tree like this.
And pears fruit of the finest flavor and
enormous size
Eyes," said Pomona. 81 seen them in
the book. But they must grow on q
ground-vine. No tree could hold such
pears as them.'
Here Euphemia reproved Pomona's
forwardness, and invited the tree-agent
to get down out of the tree.
"Thank you," said he; "but not while
that dog is loose. If you will kindly
chain him up, will get my book, and
show you specimens Of some of the fine st
small fruit in the world, all imported
from the first nurseries of Erope--the
Red-gold Amber Muscat grape-the''-
"Oh, please let him down!' said
Euphemia, her eyes beginning to sparkle.
slowly walked toward the tramp tree
revolving various matters in my mind
We had not spent much money on the
place during the winter, and we now had
asmall sum which we intended to use
for the advantage of the farm, but had
not yet decided what to do with it. 1t
behooved me to be careful.
l told Pomona to run and get the dog
chain, and stood under the tree, listen
ing, as we'll as could to the tree agent
talking to Euphemia, and paying no at
tentlon to the lmpassioned entreaties of
the tramp in the crotch above me. When
the chain was brought, hooked one end
of it in Lord Edwards collar, and then
took a firm grasp of the other. Telling
Pomona to bring the tree-agent's book
from the house, called to that individu-
al to get down from his tree. He prompt
" obeyed, and, taking the book from
Pomona, he began to show the pictures
to Euphemia.
"You had better hurry, sir" called
out. 81 can't hold this dog very long,
And. indeed, Lord Edward had made q
run toward the agent, which jerked me
very forcibly in his direction. But a
movement by the tramp had quickly
brought the dog back to his more desired
victim.
IF you will just tie up the dog, SIR
said the agent, land come this way,