Sometimes the doctor hires me, and I stand at twenty doors waiting for invalids to rehearse all their pains.

Then the minister hires me, and I have to stay till Mrs.
Tittle-Tattle has time to tell the dominie all the disagreeable things of the parish.
The other night, after our owner had gone home and the hostlers were asleep, we held an indignation meeting in our livery stable.

"Old Sorrel" presided, and there was a long line of vice-presidents and secretaries, mottled bays and dappled grays and chestnuts, and Shetland and Arabian ponies.

"Charley," one of the old inhabitants of the stable, began a speech, amid great stamping on the part of the audience.

But he soon broke down for lack of wind.