Finally I caught Uncle Dick in his garden . On my way home one evening I found him on his knees among the rosebushes , and as soon as he saw me he sprang up and came forward with outstretched hand . He was a tall man of about fifty , with grizzled hair , but not a thread of silver yet showed itself in the ripples of his long brown beard . Later I discovered that his splendid beard was Uncle Dick 's only vanity . So fine and silky was it that it did not hide the candid , sensitive curves of his mouth , around which a mellow smile , tinged with kindly , quizzical humour , always lingered . His face was tanned even more deeply than is usual among farmers , for he had an inveterate habit of going about hatless in the most merciless sunshine ; but the line of forehead under his hair was white as milk , and his eyes were darkly blue and as tender as a woman 's . `` How do you do , Master ? '' he said heartily . -LRB- The Bayside pedagogue was invariably addressed as `` Master '' by young and old . -RRB- `` I 'm glad to see you . Here I am , trying to save my rosebushes . There are green bugs on 'em , Master -- green bugs , and they 're worrying the life out of me . '' I smiled , for Uncle Dick looked very unlike a worrying man , even over such a serious accident as green bugs . `` Your roses do n't seem to mind , Mr. Oliver , '' I said . `` They are the finest I have ever seen . '' The compliment to his roses , well-deserved as it was , did not at first engage his attention . He pretended to frown at me . `` Do n't get into any bad habit of mistering me , Master , '' he said . `` You 'd better begin by calling me Uncle Dick from the start and then you wo n't have the trouble of changing . Because it would come to that -- it always does .
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