第19章

"Tut，tut，"saidthemaningrey。

"Ispeakthetruthandcarefornoone，"saidheofthetatteredhat。"Isaythegreatestprydydd。IfanyonewishestogainsaymelethimshowhisfaceandMynDiawl—"

Thelandlordbroughttheale，placeditonthetable，andthenstoodasifwaitingforsomething。

"Isupposeyouarewaitingtobepaid，"saidI；"whatisyourdemand？"

"Sixpenceforthisjug，andsixpencefortheother，"saidthelandlord。

Itookoutashillingandsaid："ItisbutrightthatIshouldpayhalfofthereckoning，andasthewholeaffairismerelyashillingmatter，Ishouldfeelobligedinbeingpermittedtopaythewhole，so，landlord，taketheshillingandrememberyouarepaid。"Ithendeliveredtheshillingtothelandlord，buthadnosoonerdonesothanthemaningrey，startingupinviolentagitation，wrestedthemoneyfromtheother，andflungitdownonthetablebeforemesaying：—

"No，no，thatwillneverdo。Iinvitedyouinheretodrink，andnowyouwouldpayfortheliquorwhichIordered。YouEnglisharefreewithyourmoney，butyouaresometimesfreewithitattheexpenseofpeople’sfeelings。IamaWelshman，andIknowEnglishmenconsiderallWelshmenhogs。Butwearenothogs，mindyou！forwehavelittlefeelingswhichhogshavenot。Moreover，I

wouldhaveyouknowthatwehavemoney，thoughperhapsnotsomuchastheSaxon。"Thenputtinghishandintohispocket，hepulledoutashilling，andgivingittothelandlord，saidinWelsh："Nowthouartpaid，andmaystgothywaystillthouartagaincalledfor。Idonotknowwhythoudidststayafterthouhadstputdowntheale。Thoudidstknowenoughofmetoknowthatthoudidstrunnoriskofnotbeingpaid。"

"But，"saidI，afterthelandlordhaddeparted，"Imustinsistonbeingmyshare。DidyounothearmesaythatIwouldgiveaquartofaletoseeapoet？"

"Apoet’sface，"saidthemaningrey，"shouldbecommontoall，evenlikethatofthesun。Heisnotruepoet，whowouldkeephisfacefromtheworld。"

"But，"saidI，"thesunfrequentlyhideshisheadfromtheworld，behindacloud。"

"Notso，"saidthemaningrey。"Thesundoesnothidehisface，itisthecloudthathidesit。Thesunisalwaysgladenoughtobeseen，andsoisthepoet。Ifbothareoccasionallyhid，trustmeitisnofaultoftheirs。Bearthatinmind；andnowpraytakeupyourmoney。"

"Themanisagentleman，"thoughtItomyself，"whetherapoetornot；butIreallybelievehimtobeapoet；werehenothecouldhardlytalkinthemannerIhavejustheardhim。"

Themaningreynowfilledmyglass，hisown，andthatofhiscompanion。Thelatteremptiedhisinaminute，notforgettingfirsttosay"thebestprydyddinalltheworld！"themaningreywasalsonotslowtoemptyhisown。Thejugnowpassedrapidlybetweenmytwofriends，forthepoetseemeddeterminedtohavehisfullshareofthebeverage。Iallowedthealeinmyglasstoremainuntasted，andbegantotalkaboutthebards，andtoquotefromtheirworks。Isoonfoundthatthemaningreyknewquiteasmuchoftheoldbardsandtheirworksasmyself。Inoneinstanceheconvictedmeofamistake。

Ihadquotedthoseremarkablelinesinwhichanoldbard，doubtlessseeingtheMenaiBridgebymeansofsecondsight，says：—"IwillpasstothelandofMonanotwithstandingthewatersoftheMenai，withoutwaitingfortheebb"—andwasfeelingnotalittleproudofmyerudition，whenthemaningreyafterlookingatmeforamomentfixedly，askedmethenameofthebardwhocomposedthem。

"SionTudor，"Ireplied。

"Thereyouarewrong，"saidthemaningrey；"hisnamewasnotSionTudorbutRobertVychan，inEnglish，LittleBob。SionTudorwroteanenglynontheSkerrieswhirlpoolintheMenai；butitwasLittleBobwhowrotethestanzainwhichthefuturebridgeovertheMenaiishintedat。"

"Youareright，"saidI，"youareright。Well，IamgladthatallsongandlearningarenotdeadinYnisFon。"

"Dead，"saidthemaningrey，whosefeaturesbegantoberatherflushed，"theyareneitherdeadnoreverwillbe。ThereareplentyofpoetsinAnglesey—why，Icanmentiontwelve，andamongstthemandnottheleast—pooh，whatwasIgoingtosay？twelvethereare，genuineAngleseypoets，bornthere，andlivingthereforthelovetheybeartheirnativeland。WhenIsaytheyallliveinAnglesey，perhapsIamnotquiteaccurate，foroneofthedozendoesnotexactlyliveinAnglesey，butjustoverthebridge。Heisanelderlyman，buthisawen，Iassureyou，isasyoungandvigorousasever。"

"Ishouldn’tbeatallsurprised，"saidI，"ifhewasacertainancientgentleman，fromwhomIobtainedinformationyesterday，withrespecttothebirth—placeofGronwyOwen。"

"Verylikely，"saidthemaningrey；"well，ifyouhaveseenhimconsideryourselffortunate，forheisagenuinebard，andagenuinesonofAnglesey，notwithstandinghelivesacrossthewater。"

"IfheisthepersonIalludeto，"saidI，"Iamdoublyfortunate，forIhaveseentwobardsofAnglesey。"

"Sir，"saidthemaningrey，"Iconsidermyselfquiteasfortunate，inhavingmetsuchaSaxonasyourself，asitispossibleforyoutodo，inhavingseentwobardsofYnisFon。"

"Isupposeyoufollowsomepursuitbesidesbardism？"saidI；"I

supposeyoufarm？"

"Idonotfarm，"saidthemaningrey，"Ikeepaninn。"

"Keepaninn？"saidI。

"Yes，"saidthemaningrey。"The—ArmsatL—。"

"Sure，"saidI，"inn—keepingandbardismarenotverycognatepursuits？"

"Youarewrong，"saidthemaningrey；"Ibelievetheawen，orinspiration，isquiteasmuchathomeinthebarasinthebarn，perhapsmore。ItisthatbeliefwhichmakesmetolerablysatisfiedwithmypositionandpreventsmefromaskingSirRichardtogivemeafarminsteadofaninn。"

"Isuppose，"saidI，"thatSirRichardisyourlandlord？"

"Heis，"saidthemaningrey，"andarightnoblelandlordtoo。"

"Isuppose，"saidI，’thatheisrightproudofhistenant？"

"Heis，"saidthemaningrey，"andIamproudofmylandlord，andwillheredrinkhishealth。IhaveoftensaidthatifIwerenotwhatIam，IshouldwishtobeSirRichard。"

"Youconsideryourselfhissuperior？"saidI。

"Ofcourse，"saidthemaningrey—"abaronetisabaronet；butabard，isabardyouknow—IneverforgetwhatIam，andtherespectduetomysublimecalling。AboutamonthagoIwasseatedinanupperapartmentinafitofrapture。Therewasapeninmyhand，andpaperbeforemeonthetable，andlikewiseajugofgoodale，forIalwaysfindthattheawenismostprodigalofherfavourswhenajugofgoodaleisbeforeme。Allofasuddenmywifecamerunningup，andtoldmethatSirRichardwasbelow，andwantedtospeaktome。’Tellhimtowalkup，’saidI。’Areyoumad？’saidmywife。’Don’tyouknowwhoSirRichardis？’’Ido，’

saidI，’abaronetisabaronet，butabardisabard。Tellhimtowalkup。’Well，mywifewentandtoldSirRichardthatIwaswriting，andcouldnotcomedown，andthatshehopedhewouldnotobjecttowalkup。’Certainlynot；certainlynot，’saidSirRichard。’Ishallbeonlytoohappytoascendtoageniusonhishill。Youmaybeproudofsuchahusband，MrsW。’AndhereitwillbeaswelltotellyouthatmynameisW。—J。W。of—。SirRichardthencameup，andIreceivedhimwithgravityandpoliteness。Ididnotriseofcourse，forIneverforgetmyselfamoment，butItoldhimtositdown，andadded，thatafterIhadfinishedthepennillIwasengagedupon，Iwouldspeaktohim。

Well，SirRichardsmiledandsatdown，andbeggedmenottohurrymyself，forthathecouldwait。SoIfinishedthepennill，deliberately，mindyou，forIdidnotforgetwhoIwas，andthenturningtoSirRichardentereduponbusinesswithhim。"

"IsupposeSirRichardisaverygood—temperedman？"saidI。

"Idon’tknow，"saidthemaningrey。"IhaveseenSirRichardinadevilofapassion，butneverwithme—no，no！TrustSirRichardfornotridingthehighhorsewithme—abaronetisabaronet，butabardisabard；andthatSirRichardknows。"

"Thegreatestprydydd，"saidthemanofthetatteredhat，emptyingthelastcontentsofthejugintohisglass，"thegreatestprydyddthat—"

"Well，"saidI，"youappeartoenjoyverygreatconsideration，andyetyouweretalkingjustnowofbeingill—used。"

"SoIhavebeen，"saidthemaningrey，"Ihavebeenkeptoutoftheeisteddfoddau—andthen—whatdoyouthink？Thatfellow，theeditoroftheTIMES—"

"Oh，"saidI，"ifyouhaveanythingtodowiththeeditoroftheTIMESyoumay，ofcourse，expectnothingbutshabbytreatment，butwhatbusinesscouldyouhavewithhim？"

"WhyIsenthimsomepennillionforinsertion，andhedidnotinsertthem。"

"WeretheyinWelshorEnglish？"

"InWelsh，ofcourse。"

"Well，thenthemanhadsomeexcusefordisregardingthem—becauseyouknowtheTIMESiswritteninEnglish。"

"Oh，youmeantheLondonTIMES，"saidthemaningrey。"Pooh！I

didnotalludetothattrumperyjournal，buttheLiverpoolTIMES，theAmserau。Isentsomepennilliontotheeditorforinsertionandhedidnotinsertthem。PethaclwircenfigenynSaesneg？"

"WecallcenfigeninEnglishenvy，"saidI；"butasItoldyoubefore，envywillnotalwaysprevail。"

"YoucannotimaginehowpleasedIamwithyourcompany，"saidthemaningrey。"Landlord，landlord！"

"Thegreatestprydydd，"saidthemanofthetatteredhat，"thegreatestprydydd。"

"Praydon’torderanymoreonmyaccount，"saidI，"asyouseemyglassisstillfull。IamabouttostartforCaerGybi。Pray，whereareyouboundfor？"

"ForBangor，"saidthemaningrey。"Iamgoingtothemarket。"

"ThenIwouldadviseyoutolosenotime，"saidI，"oryouwillinfalliblybetoolate；itmustnowbeoneo’clock。"

"Thereisnomarketto—day，"saidthemaningrey，"themarketisto—morrow，whichisSaturday。Iliketotakethingsleisurely，onwhichaccount，whenIgotomarket，Igenerallysetoutthedaybefore，inorderthatImayenjoymyselfupontheroad。IfeelmyselfsohappyherethatIshallnotstirtilltheevening。Nowpraystaywithmeandmyfriendtillthen。"

"Icannot，"saidI，"ifIstaylongerhereIshallneverreachCaerGybito—night。ButallowmetoaskwhetheryourbusinessatL—

willnotsufferbyyourspendingsomuchtimeontheroadtomarket？"

"MywifetakescareofthebusinesswhilstIamaway，"saidthemaningrey，"soitwon’tsuffermuch。Indeeditisshewhochieflyconductsthebusinessoftheinn。Ispendagooddealoftimefromhome，forbesidesbeingabardandinn—keeper，ImusttellyouIamahorse—dealerandajobber，andifIgotoBangoritisinthehopeofpurchasingahorseorpigworththemoney。"

"Andisyourfriendgoingtomarkettoo？"saidI。

"Myfriendgoeswithmetoassistmeandbearmecompany。IfIbuyapighewillhelpmetodriveithome；ifahorse，hewillgetupuponitsbackbehindme。Imightperhapsdowithouthim，butI

enjoyhiscompanyhighly。Heissometimesratherindiscreet，butI

doassureyouheisexceedinglyclever。"

"Thegreatestprydydd，"saidthemanofthebulgedshoe，"thegreatestprydyddintheworld。"

"Oh，Ihavenodoubtofhiscleverness，"saidI，"fromwhatIhaveobservedofhim。NowbeforeIgoallowmetopayforyournextjugofale。"

"Iwilldonosuchthing，"saidthemaningrey。"Nofarthingdoyoupayhereformeormyfriendeither。ButIwilltellyouwhatyoumaydo。Iam，asIhavetoldyou，aninn—keeperaswellasabard。BythetimeyougettoL—youwillbehotandhungryandinneedofrefreshment，andifyouthinkpropertopatronisemyhouse，the—Arms，bytakingyourchopandpintthere，youwillobligeme。

Landlord，somemoreale。"

"Thegreatestprydydd，"saidheofthebulgedshoe，"thegreatestprydydd—"

"Iwillmostcertainlypatroniseyourhouse，"saidItothemaningrey，andshakinghimheartilybythehandIdeparted。

CHAPTERXXXVIII

InnatL—TheHandmaid—TheDecanter—ReligiousGentleman—

TrulyDistressing—Sententiousness—WaytoPayBills。

IPROCEEDEDonmywayinhighspiritsindeed，havingnowseennotonlythetomboftheTudors，butoneofthosesoberpoetsforwhichAngleseyhasalwaysbeensofamous。Thecountrywaspretty，withhereandthereahill，aharvest—field，aclumpoftreesoragrove。

IsoonreachedL—，asmallbutneattown。"Whereisthe—Arms？"

saidItoamanwhomImet。

"Yonder，sir，yonder，"saidhe，pointingtoamagnificentstructureontheleft。

Iwentinandfoundmyselfinaspacioushall。Agood—lookingyoungwomaninawhitedresswithaprofusionofpinkribbonsconfrontedmewithacurtsey。"Apintandachop！"Iexclaimed，withaflourishofmyhandandatthetopofmyvoice。Thedamselgaveakindofstart，andthen，withsomethinglikeatossofthehead，ledthewayintoaverylargeroom，ontheleft，inwhichweremanytables，coveredwithsnowy—whitecloths，onwhichwereplates，knivesandforks，thelatterseeminglyofsilver，tumblers，andwine—glasses。

"Ithinkyouaskedforapintandachop，sir？"saidthedamsel，motioningmetositdownatoneofthetables。

"Idid，"saidI，asIsatdown，"letthembebroughtwithallconvenientspeed，forIaminsomethingofahurry。"

"Verywell，sir，"saidthedamsel，andthenwithanotherkindoftossofthehead，shewentaway，notforgettingtoturnhalfround，totakeafurtiveglanceatme，beforeshewentoutofthedoor。

"Well，"saidI，asIlookedatthetables，withtheirsnowy—whitecloths，tumblers，wine—glassesandwhatnot，andatthewallsoftheroomglitteringwithmirrors，"surelyapoetneverkeptsomagnificentaninnbefore；theremustbesomethinginthisfellowbesidestheawen，orhishousewouldneverexhibitsuchmarksofprosperityandgoodtaste—theremustbesomethinginthisfellow；

thoughhepretendstobeawilderraticsonofParnassus，hemusthaveaneyetothemainchance，ageniusforturningthepenny，orratherthesovereign，fortheaccommodationhereisnopennyaccommodation，asIshallprobablyfind。Perhaps，however，likemyself，hehasanexceedinglycleverwifewho，whilstheismakingverses，orrunningaboutthecountryswiggingalewithpeopleinbulgedshoes，orbuyingpigsorglanderedhorses，looksaftermattersathome，drivesaswingingtrade，andkeepsnotonlyherself，buthimrespectable—buteveninthateventhemusthaveagooddealofcommon—senseinhim，evenlikemyself，whoalwaysallowsmywifetobuyandsell，carrymoneytothebank，drawcheques，inspectandpaytradesmen’sbills，andtransactallmyrealbusiness，whilstImyselfporeoveroldbooks，walkaboutshires，discoursingwithgypsies，underhedgerows，orwithsoberbards—inhedgeale—houses。"Icontinuedmusinginthismanneruntilthehandmaidmadeherappearancewithatray，onwhichwerecoversandadecanter，whichsheplacedbeforeme。"Whatisthat？"

saidI，pointingtoadecanter。

"Onlyapintofsherry，sir，"saidsheofthewhitedressandribbons。

"Dearme，"saidI，"Iorderednosherry，Iwantedsomeale—apintofale。"

"Youcalledforapint，sir，"saidthehandmaid，"butyoumentionednoale，andInaturallysupposedthatagentlemanofyourappearance"—heresheglancedatmydustycoat—"andspeakinginthetoneyoudid，wouldnotcondescendtodrinkalewithhischop；

however，asitseemsIhavebeenmistaken，Icantakeawaythesherryandbringyoutheale。"

"Well，well，"saidI，"youcanletthesherryremain；Idonotlikesherry，andamveryfondofale，butyoucanletthewineremain；

uponthewholeIamgladyoubroughtit—indeedImerelycametodoagoodturntothemasterofthehouse。"

"Thankyou，sir，"saidthehandmaid。

"Areyouhisdaughter？"saidI。

"Ohno，sir，"saidthehandmaidreverently；"onlyhiswaiter。"

"Youmaybeproudtowaitonhim，"saidI。

"Iam，sir，"saidthehandmaid，castingdownhereyes。

"Isupposeheismuchrespectedintheneighbourhood？"saidI。

"Verymuchso，sir，"saidthedamsel，"especiallyamidsttheconnection。"

"Theconnection，"saidI。"Ah，Isee，hehasextensiveconsanguinity，mostWelshhave。But，"Icontinued，"thereissuchathingasenvyintheworld，andthereareagreatmanymaliciouspeopleintheworld，whospeakagainsthim。"

"Agreatmany，sir，butwetakewhattheysayfromwhenceitcomes。"

"Youdoquiteright，"saidI。"Hasyourmasterwrittenanypoetrylately？"

"Sir！"saidthedamselstaringatme。

"Anypoetry，"saidI，"anypennillion？"

"No，sir，"saidthedamsel；"mymasterisarespectableman，andwouldscorntodoanythingofthekind。"

"Why，"saidI，"isnotyourmasterabardaswellasaninnkeeper？"

"Mymaster，sir，isaninnkeeper，"saidthedamsel；"butasfortheother，Idon’tknowwhatyoumean。"

"Abard，"saidI，"isaprydydd，apersonwhomakesverses—

pennillion；doesnotyourmastermakethem？"

"Mymastermakethem？No，sir；mymasterisareligiousgentleman，andwouldscorntomakesuchprofanestuff。"

"Well，"saidI，"hetoldmehedidwithinthelasttwohours。I

methimatDyffrinGaint，alongwithanotherman，andhetookmeintothepublic—house，wherewehadadealofdiscourse。"

"YoumetmymasteratDyffrynGaint？"saidthedamsel。

"Yes，"saidI，"andhetreatedmewithale，toldmethathewasapoet，andthathewasgoingtoBangortobuyahorseorapig。"

"Idon’tseehowthatcouldbe，sir，"saidthedamsel；"mymasterisatpresentinthehouse，ratherunwell，andhasnotbeenoutforthelastthreedays—theremustbesomemistake。"

"Mistake，"saidI。"Isn’tthisthe—Arms？"

"Yes，sir，itis。"

"Andisn’tyourmaster’snameW—？"

"No，sir，mymaster’snameisH—，andamorerespectableman—"

"Well，"saidIinterruptingher—"allIcansayisthatImetamaninDyffrynGaint，whotreatedmewithale，toldmethathisnamewasW—，thathewasaprydyddandkeptthe—ArmsatL—。"

"Well，"saidthedamsel，"nowIremember，thereisapersonofthatnameinL—，andhealsokeepsahousewhichhecallsthe—Arms，butitisonlyapublic—house。"

"But，"saidI，"ishenotaprydydd，anillustriouspoet；doeshenotwritepennillionwhicheverybodyadmires？"

"Well，"saidthedamsel，"Ibelievehedoeswritethingswhichhecallspennillions，buteverybodylaughsatthem。"

"Come，come，"saidI，"Iwillnotheartheproductionsofamanwhotreatedmewithale，spokenofwithdisrespect。Iamafraidthatyouareoneofhisenviousmaligners，ofwhichhegavemetounderstandthathehadagreatmany。"

"Envious，sir！notIindeed；andifIweredisposedtobeenviousofanybodyitwouldnotbeofhim；ohdear，whyheis—"

"AbardofAnglesey，"saidI，interruptingher，"suchapersonasGronwyOwendescribesinthefollowinglines，whichby—the—byewerewrittenuponhimself：—

"’Where’erhegoeshe’ssuretofindRespectfullooksandgreetingskind。’

"ItellyouthatitwasoutofrespecttothatmanthatIcametothishouse。HadInotthoughtthathekeptit，Ishouldnothaveentereditandcalledforapintandchop—howdistressing！howtrulydistressing！"

"Well，sir，"saidthedamsel，"ifthereisanythingdistressingyouhaveonlytothankyouracquaintancewhochoosestocallhismug—

housebythenameofarespectablehotel，forIwouldhaveyouknowthatthisisanhotel，andkeptbyarespectableandareligiousman，andnotkeptby—However，Iscorntosaymore，especiallyasImightbemisinterpreted。Sir，there’syourpintandchop，andifyouwishforanythingelseyoucanring。Envious，indeed，ofsuch—Marrycomeup！"andwithatossofherhead，higherthananyshehadhithertogiven，shebouncedoutoftheroom。

Herewasaprettyaffair！IhadenteredthehouseandorderedthechopandpintinthebeliefthatbysodoingIwaspatronisingthepoet，andlo，Iwasnotinthepoet’shouse，andmyorderwouldbenefitapersonforwhom，howeverrespectableandreligious，I

carednotonerush。Moreover，thepintwhichIhadorderedappearedintheguisenotofale，whichIamfondof，butofsherry，forwhichIhavealwaysentertainedasovereigncontempt，asasilly，sicklycompound，theuseofwhichwilltransformanation，howeverboldandwarlikebynature，intoaraceofsketchers，scribblers，andpunsters，infactintowhatEnglishmenareatthepresentday。Butwhowastoblame？Why，whobutthepoetandmyself？ThepoetoughttohavetoldmethatthereweretwohousesinL—bearingthesignofthe—Arms，andthatImustfightshyofthehotelandsteerforthepot—house，andwhenIgavetheorderIcertainlyoughttohavebeenalittlemoreexplicit；

whenIsaidapintIoughttohaveadded—ofale。Sententiousnessisafinethingsometimes，butnotalways。Bybeingsententioushere，Igotsherry，whichIdislike，insteadofalewhichIlike，andshouldhavetopaymoreforwhatwasdisagreeable，thanI

shouldhavehadtopayforwhatwasagreeable。YetIhadmerelyechoedthepoet’swordsincallingforapintandchop，soafterallthepoetwastoblameforbothmistakes。ButperhapshemeantthatIshoulddrinksherryathishouse，andwhenheadvisedmetocallforapint，hemeantapintofsherry。Butthemaidhadsaidhekeptapot—house，andnopot—houseshavewine—licences；butthemaidafterallmightbeanenviousbaggage，andnobetterthansheshouldbe。Butwhatwasnowtobedone？Why，clearlymakethebestofthematter，eatthechopandleavethesherry。SoI

commencedeatingthechop，whichwasbythistimenearlycold。

AftereatingafewmorselsIlookedatthesherry："Imayaswelltakeaglass，"saidI。SowithawryfaceIpouredmyselfoutaglass。

"Whatdetestablestuff！"saidI，afterIhaddrunkit。"However，asIshallhavetopayforitImayaswellgothroughwithit。"

SoIpouredmyselfoutanotherglass，andbythetimeIhadfinishedthechopIhadfinishedthesherryalso。

AndnowwhatwasItodonext？Why，mybestadviceseemedtobetopaymybillanddepart。ButIhadpromisedthepoettopatronizehishouse，andhadbymistakeorderedanddespatchedapintandchopinahousewhichwasnotthepoet’s。ShouldInowgotohishouseandorderapintandchopthere？Decidedlynot！IhadpatronisedahousewhichIbelievedtobethepoet’s；ifI

patronisedthewrongone，thefaultwashis，notmine—heshouldhavebeenmoreexplicit。Ihadperformedmypromise，atleastinintention。

PerfectlysatisfiedwiththeconclusionIhadcometo，Irangthebell。"Thebill？"saidItothehandmaid。

"Hereitis！"saidshe，placingastripofpaperinmyhand。

Ilookedatthebill，and，whethermoderateorimmoderate，paiditwithasmilingcountenance，commandedtheentertainmenthighly，andgavethedamselsomethinghandsomeforhertroubleinwaitingonme。

Reader，pleasetobearinmindthatasallbillsmustbepaid，itismuchmorecomfortabletopaythemwithasmilethanwithafrown，andthatitismuchbetterbygivingsixpence，orashillingtoapoorservant，whichyouwillnevermissattheyear’send，tobefollowedfromthedoorofaninnbygoodwishes，thanbygivingnothingtobepursuedbycuttingsilence，ortheyetmorecuttingHm！

"Sir，"saidthegood—looking，well—ribboneddamsel，"Iwishyouapleasantjourney，andwheneveryoupleaseagaintohonourourestablishmentwithyourpresence，bothmymasterandmyselfshallbeinfinitelyobligedtoyou。"

CHAPTERXXXIX

OatsandMethodism—TheLittleGirl—TyGwyn—BirdoftheRoof—

PurestEnglish—Railroads—Inconsistency—TheBoots。

ITmightbeaboutfourintheafternoonwhenIleftL—boundforPenCaerGybi，orHolyhead，seventeenmilesdistant。Ireachedthetopofthehillonthewestofthelittletown，andthenwalkedbrisklyforward。Thecountrylookedpoorandmean—onmyrightwasafieldofoats，onmyleftaMethodistchapel—oatsandMethodism！whatbettersymbolsofpovertyandmeanness？

Iwentonwardalongway，theweatherwasbroilinghot，andIfeltthirsty。Onthetopofalongascentstoodahousebytheroadside。Iwenttothedoorandknocked—noanswer—"Oesnebynyty？"saidI。

"Oes！"saidaninfantinevoice。