One must be occupied, you know.

But shall we not have them bring us one of these juleps of the country?
I find them most agreeable, I declare." I did not criticise his conduct as a wearer of the cloth, but declined his hospitality on the ground that it was early in the day for me.

He urged me so little and was so much the gentleman that I explained.
"Awhile ago," I said, "my father came to me and said, 'I see, Jack, that thee is trying to do three things--to farm, hunt foxes, and drink juleps.

Does thee think thee can handle all three of these activities in combination ?' You see, my mother is a Quakeress, and when my father wished to reprove me he uses the plain speech.

Well, sir, I thought it over, and for the most part I dropped the other two, and took up more farming." "Your father is Mr.John Cowles, of Cowles' Farms ?" "The same." "No doubt your family know every one in this part of the country ?" "Oh, yes, very well." "These are troublous times," he ventured, after a time.