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Updated: May 19, 2025
In the present instance it happened that "ignorance was bliss," for as every fish in the pool was watching the angler with grave upturned eyes while he put up his rod, and would as soon have attempted to swallow Mr Sudberry's hat as leap at his artificial flies, it was well that he was not aware of the fact, otherwise his joy of heart would have been turned into sorrow sooner than there was any occasion for.
He knew nothing of all this, so he rushed blindly on his fate, and met it that is to say, he met Mr Sudberry's left fist with the bridge of his nose, and his right with the pit of his stomach; the surprising result of which was that the gypsy staggered back against the wall. But the man was not a coward, whatever other bad qualities he might have been possessed of.
Supper and repose finally quieted Mr Sudberry's anxious temperament; and when he awoke on the following morning, the sun was shining in unclouded splendour through his window. Awaking with a start, he bounced out of bed, and, opening his window, shouted with delight that it was a glorious fishing-day. The shout was addressed to the world at large, but it was responded to only by Hobbs.
"My dear," said Mr Sudberry, on returning to the parlour, "they are `champing tatties." "What?" "`Champing tatties, in other words, mashing potatoes, which it would seem, with milk, constitute the supper of the family." Thus was Mrs Sudberry's mind relieved, and from that night forward no further notice was taken of the sound.
"To what do you refer?" said Hector, "the scenery, the weather, or the prospect of dinner?" "Oh! you shocking man, how can you talk of food in the same breath with " "The salt!" exclaimed Lucy with a little shriek. Was there ever a picnic at which the salt was not forgotten, or supposed to have been forgotten? Never! Mr Sudberry's cheerful countenance fell.
He was a confidential clerk, and much respected by the firm of Sudberry and Company. In fact, it was generally understood that the business could not get on without him. His caution was a most salutary counteractive to Mr Sudberry's recklessness. As for "Co," he was a sleeping partner, and an absolute nonentity.
Sometimes it rains for three or four weeks, almost without cessation." "Does it indeed?" Mr Sudberry's visage elongates a little for one moment. Just then George and Fred come out of the White House laden with hampers and fishing-baskets full of provisions. They start, gaze in surprise at the vision, and drop the provisions.
Thus far the weather justified and strengthened the diverse opinions of both husband and wife. "Did I not tell you, my love, that the climate was charming?" was Mr Sudberry's triumphant remark when a dazzling blaze of light would roll over flood and fell, and chase the clouds away.
What connection there was between the little incident just described and the excursion to Lake "What-you-may-call-it" we cannot pretend to state; but there must have been some sort of connection in Mrs Sudberry's brain, and we record her observation because it was the origin of this day's proceedings.
If the latter were the goat's occupation, it must have been charmed beyond expression; for the half of the loaf had been devoured by the audacious trio, and, just at the moment of Mr Sudberry's appearance, the bantam's body was buried over the shoulders, and nothing of it was visible to the horrified master of the house save its tail, appearing over the edge of the loaf.
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