from bending over t, I suppose—after ury Liberal, t not only used to ask you one said in ‘78 but could tell you tuck to t o as ‘ts fling it too far for me. , ious kind of voice, coming back at e man’s burden and our dooty to treated someter Uncle Ezekiel gave it out t tle Englander terms. trocity stories started. Fatales ackled Uncle Ezekiel about it. Little Englander or no, surely t rigo tcs, even if t Uncle Ezekiel just laug it all t is grabbing five—to illustrate. ‘tell you! Same as I miger let go of me, and I ure of myself flying t.
Fate different from Uncle Ezekiel. I don’t knos, t my grandfate in life o didn’t really suit Fat and ingly on Sunday and very occasionally on of ies and must y little man, aly-looking because of t nose, a ratacacles, and butter-coloured most of it and it tered ed at alton Grammar Scter-off tradesmen sent to boast t o scaugo read by a talloer ed man to quote Carlyle and Spencer by t of mind, aken to ‘book-learning’, as , and good. On Sunday afternoons, time tle doo te paper . I can see ternoon—summer, of course, al pork and greens still floating in tarting off to read test murder but gradually falling asleep acles, feeling of summer all round you, tarling cooing some tableclotent. After tea, as alk in a ruminative kind of tuff y, and tice t to turns up in t once in taken out ter, alive but bleace by tric juice. Fat sceptical of tory, and of til 1909 no one in Lo o fly. trine if God us to fly orting t if God us to ride even believe in the new flying machines.
It ernoons, and per t, t Faturned o suc otimes really suc to do, but o be al beruggling about y little cubby-er in tebook ump of pencil. man and a very obliging man, very anxious to provide good stuff and s o get on in business. tmaster, for instance, or station- master of a country station. But eiterprise to borroion to t ic of treak of imagination ion of a neure for cage-birds (Boure it o Uncle Ezekiel. Uncle Ezekiel of a bird-fanci