84 OCCASIONAL HAPPY THOUGHTS. 



able to know what to do next time by myself, without Trott's 

 assistance. 



First, Trott is stern with the Ostler. " Stand him on level 

 ground, my man," says Trott, roughly. 



Ostler, evidently having failed in his first attempt at de- 

 ception, whatever it may have been, humbly obeys. 



" A little more forward into the light, my man," says Trott, 

 almost savagely. 



The way he says " miy man," must be most irritating tc 

 the Squinting Ostler. I'm sure Clumber doesn't like it. 



Trott eyes her all over ; stands in front of her, displacing 

 the Ostler for a minute, and looks along her sides, from the 

 nose, as a starting point of view, apparently to see if she's 

 straight. 



I am just about to ask him, " \Vhat do you do that for ?"' 

 vv'hen it occurs to me that, if I do, it will seem as though I 

 differed from him as to his method, and this would bring in 

 Clumber & Co., who would all say, jeeringly, " Ah, yes I 

 what do you do that for ? " 



Ha;ppy Thought. — Ask him afterwards — all alone, privately. 

 Note in Mem. Book.—'' Why did he do that? " 



Trott opens her mouth, and takes a searching look at her 

 teeth. He, evidently, as a doctor, has an eye, too, for her 

 tongue. Trott knows what he's about. Glad I brought 

 Trott. 



Then he takes off his hat, and shades the mare's left eye 

 with it, and he repeats the operation on the right eye. He 

 inspects both eyes carefully. 



