210 AN AMERICAN FARMER IN ENGLAND. 



"What?" 



"Sheffil line?" 



" ! " (Stare of perplexity.) 



li Tea ? " glancing at our packs. 



"Tea! oh no!" 



'' Oh, I thought it might be tea you were Brummagem 



way?" 



"We are" 



Oh ! ah ! Good market at Le'm'ster ?" 



" We are from New York traveling merely to see the coun- 

 try ; our packs have " 



" From New York ? why, that's in America." 



" Yes, sir ; we are Americans." 



" What ! Americans, are you ? Hallo ! why, this is interest- 

 ing. Brom ! I say, Brom ! look ! do you see ? from America ; 

 you see ? furriners ! If you will permit me, sir your very good 

 health, gentlemen. Brom ! (damn it, man,) your health their 



health Now look here! you'll allow me, sir (and he 



caught my leg) ; you brought this, I presume, from New York ?" 



"Yes." 



"Made there?" 



" Probably." 



"And the wool?" 



" Very likely from these hills." 



" Exactly, sir ; exactly ! You see now, Brom what was I 

 telling you ? that's FREE TRADE, Brom. Most happy to meet 

 you, sir ; (intelligent persons, Brom ! first-class furriners ;) you 

 are welcome here, sir ; and, gentlemen (your good health, sir) 

 and no one to molest or make you afraid (won't you try the 

 gin ? I can recommend it) wandering up and down, seeking 

 what you may, eh ? see ! Yes, sir, the sea is the highway of 

 nations else what is it mentioned in Scripture for ? ' the great 



