"For a moment or two I couldn't believe it, for there in the dusk it seemed as though he was only crying over the restin'-place of his poor child. I didn't like to speak, for it all seemed so strange and solemn: there was the `drip--drip--drip' from the trees, and now and then a sad mournful sort of sigh as the wind swept by; and I don't know how it was, but sad times seemed to come up again and take hold of a fellow's heart; so that dim as it all was before, it turned worse, till one could hardly see at all, and though the rain came slowly down, it seemed right and nateral to take off one's hat; and we both did, and then stole away on tiptoe to fetch more help. "That allus comes back in the autumn time, when the leaves are falling, and the rain drips slowly down; and then, feeling quite melancholy-like, I can see again as plain as can be that fine old man restin' his head upon the grave, with his silver hair all spread out upon the grass, and him taking his rest from his troubles. "Here we are, sir,--'Tannic Gardings; and, if it's all the same to you, I'll just give that old 'oss a feed and a rub down, while you and the ladies look through the green'ouses. Eases his jints a bit, yer see, and they runs werry stiff sometimes." CHAPTER SEVEN. J. WELTUS. Reformations, and improvements, and setrer, are all very well; but, mind yer, if your drink's been four ale all your life you won't take kindly to porter, "threepence a pot in your own jugs," if some one tells you all at once as it's better for you, and your ale's pison. Rome warn't built in a day, you know, and arter sitting for five-and-twenty year on my bench and using the lapstone and sterrup-leather, you ain't a-going to make me take nat'rally to a hupright bench. Here I am, yer see; allus at home--airy spot; good light, and never no sun; pleasant prospect o' four foot in front, none to the right, and chock down into Fleet-street on the left. What more would you have? Every convenience for carrying on a large and lucrative trade without moving from yer seat. Here's one's stool, and, altogether, close to one's hand, everything as a artis' in leather work could want. Now see here: paste? there you are; stuffin'? there you are; tub for soakin'? there you are; and so on with every think--whether it's lapstone, foot, hemp, ball, wax, bristles, dubbin, grease, or ink. There's one's knives and stone all in a row; there's one's divisions with all one's nails and pegs--brass, iron, and wood; there's one's hammers; and--there, what more would you have for soleing and heeling a boot or a shoe right off without leaving yer seat? And all done in a regular business way, yer know; none o' yer new-fangled rivet and clinch and sewing-machine rubbish; but straightforward laid-in stitches, put in with a sharp awl and a fine pair of ends, laid into and drawn tight with plenty of elbow grease, and the sole stoned and hammered as solid as a board, and more too.