gently on the platform. "I seldom go to the city, myself; and when I do I walk. Good day."
'"Good-by," I said; "and I 'm much obliged to you for the little lift."
"Don't mention it," he said. "I like to be neighborly. Any time you 're in a hurry, let me know."
"Thank you," I replied. "I 'll do as much for you—in some other way. Good-by."
"Pardon me," said Mr. Megalopod, "but—could you give me back the trumpet? You won't need it in the city, unless you are a fireman, of course."
"It was mere absence of mind," I called through the trumpet; and then I gave it back to him, and watched him take the two or three steps that brought him to the turn in the road.
"A big fellow, is n't he?" I said to the station agent.
"Yes," he said; "he's a fortune to the express company. Every time he has a pair of boots sent home, it takes nearly a freight car."
The arrival of the train ended our conversation.
I did n't see the Megalopods again for several days. My family did, and told me many interesting things about them. They seemed to be very pleasant neighbors. Their children met ours once or twice, while playing, and they became excellent friends.
Before long they came to call upon us. We used to sit on the lawn—on chairs, of course—Saturday afternoon and during the summer evenings. They came on Saturday. We received them cordially, but hardly knew how to ask them to sit down. They talked pleasantly about the neighborhood, and spoke especially of the beautiful view.
"You surprise me," I said. "It seems to me that we are too much shut in here by the trees."
