The herald., 1898-05-29

One morning on street Of the fashion,
ables Williams accost for work was fruit
full. The head gardener turned him loose
with lawn mower and pruning shears
In a plot of garden near the house,
stately pile. After short time lady
came into the garden, followed by a dog
to whom she directed animated remarks.
"Isn't he fine fellow?" she called i'm
personally to William, in passing.
"es mem. A very fine dog responded
William.
The lady halted. williap has fns eyes
and good figure
Indeed he is" returned the lady. "And
do you see his new collar? Isn't 1t
beauty?"
"Yes, mem; 1t is. Yes. men,"
William had no collar.
'Of course it's a pretty collar" said the
lady, slightly annoyed at an apparent lack
of appreciation. II paid forty dollars for
it, and 1t is beauty"
The lady turned to go. William leaned
on the handle of the lawn mower, and in
a judicial voice said: "You paid forty doll
lars for tat collar for your dog. did you
say. lady? No. not lady. but madame. I
cannot call q lady one whoi will spend
forty dollars on dog collar wen tere Is
many men in deis town who aind got
decent shirt to hitch collar onto. Forty
dollars! Oh, yes mem. It's a fine collar.
But do you know wat tink lady would
"a done? Widt tat forty dollars she would
"a bought cloth and would a. gif it by big
pieces to families who aind got a decent
outfit between 'em. Yes men,
For some unaccountable reason, William
was not turned over to the head gardener
for punishment on his own accord, how
ever, he departed then and there, and lost
what might have been q snap.
The next job which smacked Of purple
and fine linen that William got was of a
roustabout sort; and when 1t was found he
could drive q pair he was even installed
occasionally in the dizzy seat Of a trap,
wearing the heirloom uniform Of prede-
Jcessors. He could look as stolid as a
merchant facing new proposition. and his
figure and general appearance harmon
ized with the motif Of the turnout. Soon
my lady gave the new man precedence
1t was well when she was being bowled
along that she did not know the new mans
thoughts. Perhaps she took 1t for granted
that he was not thinking machine. One
day she made the discovery, however, that
her effective coachman was capable Of put
two and two together is simple thing,
and sometimes the result is four.
My lady had never spoken a word to
coachy other than saying when or where
her wishes would take her. 1t Is not
safe to do anything to machines outside
of ringing the bell or touching the button.
They are such strange inventions, you
know.
The elegant, low rumble had given way
to an irregular. humping and harsher
sound. My lady was in the country. The
spring air had likely set her blood a-danc-
ing-or 1t may have been word with my
lord, or. yes. maybe. a triumph over Mrs.
Gotrox.
In any event my lady had chosen to drive
into the country and she was thinking
how green were tho fields and how sweet
the whiffs of sycamore, lombardy poplar
and willow. The world wasn't bad.
Leaning forward my lady asked, What
are they raising there?'
William turned his shoulders one-quarter
and his chin followed his shoulder seam
long enough for him to answer, Barley.
men,"
The trees and fields sped by. My lady
looked at the sky. Over on the Cahuenga