WHAT I KNOW ABOUT GARDENING. 



find somebody who was willing to pasture her. 

 To this dilemma had my excellent neighbor 

 reduced me. But I found him, one Sunday 

 morning, a day when it would not do to get 

 angry, tying his cow at the foot of the hill ; 

 the beast all the time going on in that abomi 

 nable voice. I told the man that I could not 

 have the cow in the grounds. He said, &quot; All 

 right, boss &quot; ; but he did not go away. I asked 

 him to clear out. The man, who is a French 

 sympathizer from the Republic of Ireland, kept 

 his temper perfectly. He said he was n t doing 

 anything, just feeding his cow a bit : he would 

 n t make me the least trouble in the world. I 

 reminded him that he had been told again and 

 again not to come here ; that he might have all 

 the grass, but he should not bring his cow upon 

 the premises. The imperturbable man assented 

 to everything that I said, and kept on feeding his 

 cow. Before I got him to go to fresh scenes and 



