Chapter 35: Jerry Barker
I never knew a better man than my new master. He was kind and good,
and as strong for the right as John Manly; and so good-tempered and merry
that very few people could pick a quarrel with him.
He was very fond of making little songs, and singing them to himself.
One he was very fond of was this:
"Come, father and mother,
And sister and brother,
Come, all of you, turn to
And help one another."
And so they did; Harry was as clever at stable-work as a much older boy,
and always wanted to do what he could. Then Polly and Dolly used to come
in the morning to help with the cab -- to brush and beat the cushions,
and rub the glass, while Jerry was giving us a cleaning in the yard,
and Harry was rubbing the harness. There used to be a great deal
of laughing and fun between them, and it put Captain and me
in much better spirits than if we had heard scolding and hard words.
They were always early in the morning, for Jerry would say:
"If you in the morning
Throw minutes away,
You can't pick them up
In the course of a day.
You may hurry and scurry,
And flurry and worry,
You've lost them forever,
Forever and aye."
He could not bear any careless loitering and waste of time;
and nothing was so near making him angry as to find people,
who were always late, wanting a cab horse to be driven hard,
to make up for their idleness.
One day two wild-looking young men came out of a tavern close by the stand,
and called Jerry.
"Here, cabby! look sharp, we are rather late; put on the steam, will you,
and take us to the Victoria in time for the one o'clock train?
You shall have a shilling extra."
"I will take you at the regular pace, gentlemen; shillings don't pay
for putting on the steam like that."