A KITCHEN (TAKDEN. iUT 



prices had satisfied the working-men that their time 

 was too valuable to waste on every menial kind of 

 drudgery, and they were particular, not only in se 

 lecting their masters, but their employment ; so that 

 Pat had to be the main reliance, with the occasional 

 aid of a half -grown boy, to take hold of all the &quot; odd 

 jobs&quot; required by a country place. He not only 

 planted the garden, and built the fence, and helped 

 in the house, and dug in the well, but he must mow 

 the grass and milk the cow. In fact, if there was 

 any thing that nobody else could or would do, Pat 

 was called upon. 



The grass was very fine. A handsome flower, with 

 rich yellow centre, surrounded by a single white row 

 of radiating petals, called a daisy the lovely flower 

 celebrated so frequently in English poetry, and the 

 apt simile for all that is virtuous and innocent had 

 grown to great luxuriance, proving the uncommon 

 richness of the soil. Its stalk was a foot long, and 

 the pretty floweret topped the grass, and by its vast 

 numbers lent a uniform tone of color to the entire 

 lot. There seemed to be almost as much daisy as 

 there was grass, which was what the natives called 

 &quot; switch grass,&quot; and they were both knee-high. This 

 crop was especially thick and heavy on the upper 

 portion of the plot, as the carts and wagons had been 



