CHAMP 



"I would not have the horse I drive 



So fast that folks would stop and stare; 



An easy gait — two-forty-five — 

 Suits me; I do not care; 



Perhaps, just for a single spurt, 



Some seconds less would do no hurt.' — Holmes. 



Lemuel Jenkins and Uncle Si did not get along 

 well. They never exchanged words for over thirty 

 years and Lem went down to his grave without, so 

 far as the world knows, forgiving the man he sup- 

 posed to be his enemy. In a roundabout way I heard 

 that the trouble was originally caused by a trade, but 

 it had taken place so long ago that those who re- 

 ferred to it had forgotten the details, if they ever 

 knew them. As the years rolled by they seemed to 

 move further and further apart, and when Lem's only 

 son, on the day he was of age, married Uncle Si's 

 daughter, Lizzie, in open defiance of the expressed 

 wish of his father, it looked as though there would be 

 trouble. Father and son parted in anger, and as the 

 young man had nothing but a sound constitution and 

 plenty of pluck to fall back on for a living, Uncle Si 

 opened his door and took him into partnership in his 

 livery and sale business. Then there was talk galore 

 in the village, but neither Uncle Si nor Lem Jenkins 

 said a word, and the young man was too busy learn- 

 ing the details of the livery business to pay much at- 

 tention to gossip. 



