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tures, and that's no small amusement ; and 

 I saw a pretty many gardeners, too, enjoying 

 the sight. Indeed, who could but look at 

 those who came dressed out on purpose to be 

 looked at. If looking at 'em pleased 'em, it 

 would be selfish not to do it, especially when 

 they couldn't learn your thoughts ; and so 

 you couldn't hurt their feelings, think what 

 you would. To admire costs you nothing, 

 and perhaps it gratified them, just as I once 

 saw a young gentleman act on the top of a 

 coach near London. It was stopping to take 

 up, when a young blade rode by on a horse, 

 sitting in his saddle just in a way that 

 seemed to say, "Look here, every body." The 

 young chap I speak of caught his eye, and 

 bowed, and lifted his hat off his head to him. 

 The horseman gave the bow back. "Do 

 you know that fellow ?" his friend that was 

 beside him said. " Oh, no," said he ; "but I 

 thought it would please him, and it cost me 

 nothing." So one man had his vanity tickled, 

 and half-a-dozen of us that saw and heard 

 were made mighty merry at nobody's ex- 

 pense ; for the young blade neither saw or 

 heard our merriment, and so rode on, well 

 pleased at the notice he'd got. 



