ADVICE FOR LACKLAND 



"And the poultry, Patrick, you could look 

 after the poultry, could n't you?" 



"And indade, sir, that's what I can ; there 's 

 niver a man in the counthry can make hens lay 

 as I can make 'em lay." 



In short, Lackland bargains with Patrick, 

 and reports him at the home-quarters "a per- 

 fect jewel of a man." 



The best of implements are provided, and 

 a great stock of garden seeds — the choice of 

 the latter being determined on after family 

 consultation, in which all the vegetables ever 

 heard of by either party to the counsel, have 

 been added to the list. If a man have a gar- 

 den, why not enjoy all that a garden can pro- 

 duce — egg-plants, and okra, and globe arti- 

 chokes, and salsify, and white Naples radishes, 

 and Brussels sprouts? The seed of all these 

 are handed over to the willing Patrick, who, as 

 Mrs. Lackland impressively enumerates the 

 different labels (Patrick not being competent 

 to the reading of fine print, as he freely con- 

 fesses), repeats after her, "Naples radish, yis, 

 m'am ; artichokes, yis, m'am ; okra, yis, m'am." 



Lackland provides frames and glass for the 

 early salads he covets so much, and Patrick, 

 with the fresh sweepings of the stables, has 

 presently a bed all a-steam. At the mere sight 



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