nd stand upon his head.

It seemed to be no trouble to him to keep his balance, and when up like
that he would twist his legs about, open them wide, put them forwards
and backwards, and end by insulting me with his feet, so it seemed to
me, for he would spar at me with them and make believe to hit out.

All at once he would see one of the labourers in the distance, and then
down he would go and continue his weeding.

Perhaps, when no one was looking, he would start up, look round, go down
again on all-fours, and canter up to a pear-tree, raise himself up, and
begin scratching the bark like one of the cats sharpening its claws; or
perhaps trot to an apple-tree, climb up with wonderful activity, creep
out along a horizontal branch, and pretend to fall, but save himself by
catching with and hanging by one hand.

That done he would make a snatch with his other hand, swing about for a
few moments, and then up would go his legs to be crossed over the
branch, when he would swing to and fro head downwards, making derisive
gestures at me with his hands.

So it was that I used to hate that boy, and think he was little better
than a monkey; but somehow I felt envious of him too when the sun
shone--I didn't so much mind when it was wet--for he seemed so free and
independent, and he was so active and clever, while whenever I tried to
stand on my head on the carpet I always tipped right over and hurt my
back.

That was a wonderful place, that garden, and I used to gaze over the
high wall with its bristle of young shoots of plum-trees growing over
the coping, and see the chaffinches building in the spring-time among
the green leaves and milky-white blossoms of the pear-trees; or,
perhaps, it would be in a handy fork of an apple-tree, with the crimson
and pink blossoms all around.

Those trees were planted in straight rows, so that, look which way I
would, I could see straight down an avenue; and under them there were
rows of gooseberry trees or red currants that the men used to cut so
closely in the winter that they seemed to be complete skeletons.

Where there were no gooseberries or currants, the rows of rhubarb plants
used to send up their red stems and great green leaves; and in other
places there would be great patches of wallflowers, from which wafts of
delicious scent would come in at the open window. In the spring there
would be great rows of red and yellow tulips, and later on sweet-william
and rockets, and purple a