ing; and I haven't been in Northampton, and in
every town in England, without learning something of history. With
regard to history I may say that few--Won't you drink?" said he,
patronizingly, as he pushed a jug of ale which stood before him on a
little table towards me.

Begging politely to be excused on the plea that I was just about to take
tea, I asked him in what capacity he had travelled all over England.

"As a drover to be sure," said Mr Bos, "and I may say that there are not
many in Anglesey better known in England than myself--at any rate I may
say that there is not a public-house between here and Worcester at which
I am not known."

"Pray excuse me," said I, "but is not droving rather a low-lifed
occupation?"

"Not half so much as pig-jobbing," said Bos, "and that that's your trade
I am certain, or you would never have gone to Llanfair."

"I am no pig-jobber," said I, "and when I asked you that question about
droving, I merely did so because one Ellis Wynn, in a book he wrote,
gives the drovers a very bad character, and puts them in Hell for their
mal-practices."

"Oh, he does," said Mr Bos, "well, the next time I meet him at Corwen
I'll crack his head for saying so. Mal-practices--he had better look at
his own, for he is a pig-jobber too. Written a book has he? then I
suppose he has been left a legacy, and gone to school after middle-age,
for when I last saw him, which is four years ago, he could neither read
nor write."

I was about to tell Mr Bos that the Ellis Wynn that I meant was no more a
pig-jobber than myself, but a respectable clergyman, who had been dead
considerably upwards of a hundred years, and that also, notwithstanding
my respect for Mr Bos's knowledge of history, I did not believe that Owen
Tudor was buried at Penmynnydd, when I was prevented by the entrance of
Mrs Pritchard, who came to inform me that my repast was ready in the
other room, whereupon I got up and went into the parlour to "box Harry."

Having dispatched my bacon and eggs, tea and ale, I fell into deep
meditation. My mind reverted to a long past period of my life, when I
was to a certain extent fixed up with commercial travellers, and had
plenty of opportunities of observing their habits, and the terms employed
by them in conversation. I called up several individuals of the two
classes into which they used to be divided, for commercial travellers in
my time were divided into two classes, those who ate dinners an