As they were conversing in this manner, they approached the village, where Tommy laid out all his money, amounting to fifteen shillings and sixpence, in buying some clothes for the little ragged boy and his brothers, which were made up in a bundle and given to him; but he desired Harry to carry them for him. "That I will," said Harry; "but why don't you choose to carry them yourself?" _Tommy._--Why, it is not fit for a gentleman to carry things himself. _Harry._--Why, what hurt does it do him, if he is but strong enough? _T._--I do not know; but I believe it is that he may not look like the common people. _H._--Then he should not have hands, or feet, or ears, or mouth, because the common people have the same. _T._--No, no; he must have all these, because they are useful. _H._--And is it not useful to be able to do things for ourselves? _T._--Yes; but gentlemen have others to do what they want for them. _H._--Then I should think it must be a bad thing to be a gentleman. _T._--Why so? _H._--Because, if all were gentlemen, nobody would do anything, and then we should be all starved. _T._--Starved! _H._--Yes; why, you could not live, could you, without bread? _T._--No; I know that very well. _H._--And bread is made of a plant that grows in the earth, and it is called wheat. _T._--Why, then, I would gather it and eat it. _H._--Then you must do something for yourself; but that would not do, for wheat is a small hard grain, like the oats which you have sometimes given to Mr Barlow's horse; and you would not like to eat them. _T._--No, certainly; but how comes bread then? _H._--Why, they send the corn to the mill. _T._--What is a mill? _H._--What! did you never see a mill? _T._--No, never; but I should like to see one, that I may know how they make bread. _H._--There is one at a little distance; and if you ask Mr Barlow, he will go with you, for he knows the miller very well. _T._--That I will, for I should like to see them make bread.