54. The Gardener.

This is a gardener. He has his hammer in
his hand, nailing the creepers against the wall,
to make it look tidy. We will call him Mr.
Tidyman ; and, do you know, that was really:

  

 

 

 

 

the name of.a gardener we had when I was a
little girl. But what is he looking at, I won-'
der? Why, he spies a nice, soft, warm little bird’s
nest in that ivy on the wall. He would not dis-
turb it for the world ; and leaves off hammering,
that he may not frighten the tiny nestlings.